A short story of a true event in my life.

A poem about how my grandpa died.

Children can be amazing at explaing grown-up things, when being little. They have a certain understanding of things, sometimes funny, sometimes better tought than adults…Let’s see what they have to say about love.

Requested by yiqing outside of Triond. Enjoy!

I wrote this poem about my grandfather, of how he taught me so much, and gave me gifts I never realized were really gifts, he is a great man, and will forever be remembered. <3.

Short Story about the first time I helped my Grandpa make an omelet.

Another poem in memory of Grandpa…he passed away Thursday and his funeral was today. The title were the last words I said to him today.

Dedicated to my Grandpa who passed away this Thursday.

Johnny as artist tries to make his first ever art.

Johnny’s Plays Mischief with his Grandpa.