Are there languages that we know, but don’t know about?

Written for those people who have touched my life in a very special way but are not around in person to hold them, speak to them or just be with them when you really need them near you…. Words cannot express the real feelings inside but hopefully this may give the picture of the heart which craves for them to be around…

A bright, colourful poem/story.

There are people who prefer blue. Blue has variations which can be navy blue. Blue is also a cold colour.

Here are my views on racism..

A haiku on the autumn leaves.

If only we saw things a little simpler, life might not be so hard.

Does it really matter what we look like? A poem for children, and maybe adults too….

Colours.

Colours.