We met on a summer day
the fire in your eyes...

Children
Noisy, Excitable...

I work my hands to the bone
digging myself an early grave...

You think you have a friend,
Someone you can trust...

I wrote a letter today knowing
I wouldn't receive a reply, not knowing who would...

What do you do when
your superhero turns old and gray...

Sweet, kind, caring, loving to all
Caretaker and best friend...

Roses are beautiful
Their a sign of love...

I write to pass time
An emotional release...

The moments they make me miss
Celebrations...

Today is freezing
I am a human icicle...

One day i met a pick pocket
he took my locket...