He has long wavy hair
And a beard that matches it...
May this holiday season
Be full of pure bliss...
Yes, I remember the past
as it has molded me...
It’s a Grand Day Sir
(Shackleton’s rescue of his crew from the...
Firefly within the night
becomes a guide for lashes...
Loneliness
2 AM is dragging too long...
Without purpose nothing stands a chance...
Only lost eyes can find the greener grass...
Journeys of laughter
Of love, of peace, of grandeur...
precious memories
oh! how they linger toughing my soul...
I want your pupils to fill with warm 8:30 PM...
I wish to hear what you need to fix...
the rustle of autumn leaves
lulled cats...