Count down poem.

We all know one, or have known one, the person who is probably talking about us, but pretends to be talking about somebody else. In fact some of us may have used this form of sideways communication ourselves a time or two.

Simple as it can be.

A description of a fun filled day with my daughter, we usually fight so much, that we never go anyplace fun; or have anything in common!

I am to share my comments, I had made here, in stead of posting them there, where they ought to be.

Is there such as an after life? Can someone who has died, actually communicate with the living?

You only have six hours left before the world as you know it will end. So what would you do? Is there anything that immediately comes to mind, or would you like to think about it for a while? Take your time you have six hours, which is enough time to do many things. What would you do?

Daily devotional writing of a day in the life of a Christian that wants a closer walk with God.

Started as friends when someone then fell in love.

About strange dreams and nightmares and what they mean to me.