As close to a song as I could get…

Lyrics awaiting music.

Meeting the one You thought would be forever in your life, when one day after all the love and promises, then that person is gone, and having to gone on emotionally and physically.

Do I love the weekly shop day ??!!

Poem.

How do you cope with a spoiled, bawling child which isn’t yours? Just plug your ears and hope for the best.

Long before one goes out in womb, God has already plans and he is already loved and has all the right to live.

Beginning of a short story about a girl who lost everything in a fire.

Wrote this when I was thinking that every physical thing we see is deeper that we see it.

The sounds from yesteryear.