Bridge Over Troubled Water

I walk out into the night,
Not knowing what will happen.
I walk onto the hard driveway,
And make my way to the road.
I keep walking until I reach,
The no longer useable bridge.
It starts to rain,
Soon it turns to a down pour.
I cross my arms and lean on the soft wood,
My hair sticking to my neck.
Nothing heard.
No one around to see my tears,
That mix with the water running down my face.
I look over the edge,
Only to make out,
A bridge over troubled water.

Angels

I love these pictures, they were taken such a long time ago. It's me and my brother David. I actually still remember taking these, just slightly. I remember just having so much fun. Hope you enjoy! Which one is you favorite?

A day with the bees

 

I love these photos. The bees are so close up in their natural habitat, you can see almost all their detail. i love getting up close and personal in nature so you can see what the eye almost can't. Just some classic bee photos. Hope you like them as much as I do.
     ~Crescent Moon