Remembering the way my grandfather worked in the field and wondering the thoughts on his mind.

Childhood memories of a stern grandfather and a warm, loving grandmother with fresh baked cookies on a giant stove.

Beloved grandfather, interesting story behind our name for him.

A letter to my Grandfather in prose format.

I enjoyed writing these lyrics,the inspiration was birthed out of a brief conversation between me and a friend.The idea of this song set me laughing for a long while before I finally wrote it…….lol!

Someone who’s there…

It’s a story about my grandfather.I heard it two years ago.

A poem for my Grandad.

An essay about sexual abuse.

Everyday, I grow older and older, but I feel myself being more wise after each day.