Stay away from those who claim to understand the mysteries of life, for they steal away the fun in innocence.
You don't need to be good to have a good report, you don't need to be bad either to have a bad report, Just be You and watch good or bad preached like a gospel upon your face.
Life is short, let's make the most of it while we can.
A poem I wrote to My Mother on her 50th birthday.
Everyone can hear the song the wind sings if we listen.
Sometimes we need time out to reflect on what we've been through and how to make things better. Sometimes, we need a time out to deal with the hurts we've been through, to trash hates and keep loving.
The last time I spoke up you made me realize all who live will surely end as dust!
I saw the sky weeping so heavily that it made an ocean out of it, It reminded me of ME.
My heart has tasted the hotness of fire that burns emotions to ashes.