Collaborations all welcome.....
A secret castle lies deep in a shire...

scrounging
hounding...

A scent that blossoms every Christmas time
brings thoughts of when we’d sit around the tree...

Hooked back in by a callous claw
to face a darkened war once more...

A violin are her vocals.
For her lips speak no words, nor lyrics heard...

No artificial
colours or preservatives...

I didn’t see it coming
as I stood in the path...

Not looking for it
but something was found once lost...

....as moon awaits, to greet your soul
you’ll cross a bridge where lies no troll...

The suspense that filled
me, when I would wait...

* I was at my best friend in the worlds house, and...
We started singing and he just continued with this...

Only my children
Bring such love on fathers day...