My new collection of poetry is virtually ready to go. I have my family working on an exciting eye catching title. The following is a middle verse from a desperate love poem:

Lovers by chance would stop and meet/While rain kissed puddles at their feet/

Reflect the glow their passion sends/To shine such warmth and make amends

This verse is the more optimistic in a rather bleak landscape.  However the end will make most people feel better!

Denny Bradbury