O glorious sun shine, Can thee ever get brighter? Hark! What is that? A ray of sunshine, Cast upon a smile, Even brighter than the sun. That smile is familiar. But wait! That is the smile, Of my Stephanie. My day is complete, And my heart is fulfilled, Now that I have seen my, Stephanie.
This is the archive of previous writings of the Opiated Sherpa. It's mostly poetry that dates back to 1997, back when I was a sapling of 16. And then since then... this.