Just a story from my imagination..

Has someone you loved ever been hurt or kidnapped? Think about this poem after you read it and tell me what you think. Thanks

There was madness on his face.

I was kidnapped.

You never stop feeling the absence when a loved one has gone. You never stop reflecting and thinking what you could have done differently.

One of my darker pieces, hope you enjoy.

An eight year old girl found in a suitcase, in the bottom of a pond,after having been kidnapped.

She knew he would kill her if he had the chance. Gail and Cathy had to find a place to hide. Gale was stabbed over and over. Gail fell to the floor in a pool of blood.

A poem about protecting children.

The adventure of a reluctant traveler compelled to journey where he didn’t want to and endure the scorn of a British institution and his wife.