Inspiration can comes from everyday life.

The worst poem ever created. You have been warned.

Having hope everyday.

Following scent to tradition.

Autumn, especially in the north county and specifically in New England is an array of breathtaking beauty; the freshness of the air, the bounty of harvest and a unique and aromatic frageance that doesn’t happen any other time of year…it can leave you in awe…Read more.

Believe this or not. But it’s true.

This is a haiku that I wrote a little while ago about flowers.

A poem to bring to life the senses surrounding Christmas -smells, touch, sound, sights, tastes.

A Small description about Transformation Hope into Reality.

Sitting by the window and looking through the grills…