My first poem was written in anger. I was upset with the world. It was twenty-five years ago. RCH
MOCKINGBIRD
As if to spite the darkness, it filled the starless
night with voices usually heard only in the
light of day, and I, the witness, amazed at such
boldness from such a simple creature, found
myself filled with a question, why should I hold
my voice, in the darkness of ignorance or the
starless nights of apathy?
Randy Hoyle
wonderful work my friend
I made a break through on the picture on steemit. I'm slow but I will figure it out ,m ay have some questions for you tomorrow. You're wonderful to me. I'm glad we met on youtube. I knew ther was something special about you. Muchlove. Randy
you are wonderful my friend, nothing but love for you and your amazing mind and heart. you are a man with vision and reason and kindness and wisdom. i could go on. much love to you always im glad to see your figuring the photos, i was thinking of making you a video tutorial but im out of country tomorrow and rushed for time. def hit me any questions i will do my best soon as back behind the screen. with love