Just a creepy poem I thought of when I was watching Ghost Adventures.

Idk.

An account of the relationship I had with my mother and best friend, Betty. Followed by updates in my own life, dedicated to her.

I never complain for your misbehavior. I want to say something.

In life, there will be a certain loving relationship that would make two people in love feel so complete. Once they find this loving partnership, it would help the couple a lot if both would continue to acknowledge the things that make the relationship work and last, and be able to thank their partners for these special things.

The setting sun sent a pearly glow over the hills blanketed with snow…

A poem written in memory of a dearly loved brother who died at a very young age.

Moving on after a death of a loved one can be extremely challenging, and can be a lengthy time before the healing process can make a difference.

In sympathy.

In honor of Anne.