A song I wrote because I was bored.

A poem of life as it should be – or so I thought in 1981.

Poem about the simple life of a chicken.

Words and thought are truly food to the soul.

Parents are only human but their hearts are always in the right place.

Truth is the only wish.

For that person who survived an accident when their friend did not.

A new song for you, sing!

There is no simple description for this poem, it is understanding in itself.

Little granddaughter hides treasure of love.