A tribute to the writer’s grandmother, and to all grandmothers out there…

Chair Haiku.

A poem describing the childhood days we all have gone through..!

This poem is about how the old age changes life of an ordinary charming beauty.

The true storys of a man with only a ninth grade education that has seen & done more than most could only dream of in a lifetime.
Some happy, some sad, but a extremely interesting adventure.
By Dan Williams.

My grandmother died one year ago today. I still miss her.

My Grandmother’s Cottage at Lake Simcoe.

This is dedicated to Bonnie Wells.

Poem for nanny.

Sometimes it takes the death of someone for one to realize how much each had in common with another.