You act like you could be in the best hockey...
Hockey is your life...
This lady placed a smile
upon my face, many years ago...
Blood
Blood is thicker than water...
Little nose
Little hands...
Son I'm writing this poem
When you at my waist...
Pendle Hill
How cool the woodland carpet feels...
I fell asleep last night,
dreaming to the sunset...
You once said you would live forever.
That you would be superman on a skateboard...
Every soul on the earth
is connected with the will...
Laying quietly missing you again flash backs of...
Perhaps this will be the only poem
I will ever unclothe with sadness...
Faithfully...