A poem about Christmas that a lot of my fellow man will be going through this year in this tough economy.

Christmas Poem (yes another one)

Short poem.

Meditation usually leads to enlightenment. So I meditate on my power and purpose in life and it all leads to happiness. More specifically happiness with one’s self.

From the eyes of a baby, a little story of how they see life…

Memories of past fears and troubles with no peace, thinking on and on about the past, not able to let it go. Hope seems wilted. A person crying out to be rescued from their own thoughts and memories of the past.

When do you come back?

A Poem About Love. It is insightful and well made.

Poem.

Love beyond words.