Today’s kids want it all, especially on their days off from school or work; and I wonder what about me?

Just a silly little poem I came up with.

She told me to look around, but the house was beautiful, and clean; everything had its spot, but something was missing, I could see it in her eyes. What, I did not know? Until she told me what is was!

Infancy to grown-up.

It describes the level of maturity someone should have to be considered a grown up.

The magic of Christmas through the eyes of a grown up.

Its a favourite poem of mine about my life which started so great but now has turned upside down!

Tribute to our people in uniform.

It’s about a grown up getting in touch with her child of a long ago past.

A dad never being there for a child who’s grown up now.