Some people think they are unforgettable and irreplaceable…..

A boy-and-his-dog Essay.

Hate Mail.

The darkness inside.

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.

This is about an old man and an apple tree. He is out plowing his field one day and came across a sprig of an apple tree and decides to take it home. He does and plants it. The tree grew tall and was full of apples, but when the old man becomes sick and dies the tree withers away and dies as well.

Childhood memories

Life is a journey.

I just wrote this.

Poem about winter memories.