Bøker av Jack Eldridge

Hello dear friend, It's me again, Escaping to our secret placeWhere few to none obtain. But to puzzle togetherThese thoughts we measure, That inward may outward become, Thrills us again and again. When ordered and mappedAnd our soul is unwrappedAnd others experience our home. We, you and I, Break forth to the skyTrumpeting forth As a poem.