When you grow up my son
Remember what I say...
"Dedicated to my family and most importantly the...
Near everything is expendable...
The story continues, as sore as skin rubbed
dangerously red, it’s colour like fire from the...
Love From A Son
(Or a Daughter...
795, an Ode to Mom and Dad
If I could turn back the calendar...
It was a grand gesture
to go to the store...
their worries wound up
the - clock ticking torment - of...
There is a fire inside you that burns
A restless force of eternal concerns...
Not sure how I feel right now,
Because this is kinda weird...
Who knew something so small
could be the highlight of the day...
Such tiny fingers
Can barely hold a bottle...
Sister you are always their,
and for the most part you have always been fair...