Sometimes I wonder how things will turn out, just what exactly the future has planned. At times in life, I know not where I stand, much like these small poems I daily turn out. Everyday I sit …
A Little Something
Something simple, something nice, a small poem, a hint of spice. Something cute, something to say, I love you more with each day. …
Drivin’
I know it's crazy, since I do not drive. I am not lazy as some may contrive. I simply do not have the desire. I simply do not want to "roll" the tire I do, however, like going places. I …
Something Different
Scared to send, because I'm afraid it's no good. I pretend to care not, though I know I should. Stories live in the inner depths of my mind; I should give them their own rightful space and …