I hate anticipating anything, it gets my nerves going.

So much to do and so little time to do it in.

A poem about loss with an explanatory note of why it was written.

I miss your reassuring words.

Having a professional label something makes it all the more real.

I dreamt of my future baby and only hope I am right about him.

Poem.

Poem.

Poem – Grief.

A poem about what it is like to be with your lover.