A poem I wrote for stopping and preventing teen suicide.

When nobody is there for you: whether you need them most nor when you need them a little.. .

She really needs your support.

You could end this suffering.

This is a poem, written to Jay, my very, special husband. It’s an expression of thanks to God, for the relationship he has blessed us with.

A love remembered.

I care for you.

I was up late one night and I just felt like rhyming.

The one round meant to kill or halt, halted him, removing him from the battlefield.

A poem I wrote in Latin. Included here is both the original Latin and English translation.