Mother’s Day, When They Were Small.
Time Passed so Swiftly, I love You All.

Spring time poem.

You can always find beauty, to brighten up your day.

A poem about a quaint little back lane in Holmfirth (England) showing its character.

I can’t wait til all of the colors of spring emerge.

I can’t wait til spring, this winter has been so dull with out all the colors…

I liken my lover Daisy to a daisy that blossoms in all its beauty. She is simply happy and dazzling.

What is it about the simpleness of these flowers that draw so much mystery behind them?

What must it be to lie in your grave with someone dearest to your heart left behind? Explore the lonely feeling of the dead missing the beloved.

Flowers rain…