Life can be tough at times.

Is it Cupid or I that is the most confused, both victims of this storm which I will not dare call a life. Spinning Cupid… I wish I could tell the twister to take it easy; is that what I’m doing, I guess we’re not in Kansas anymore, far from it.

A desire to see my beloved stars again.

You are the thorn in his side.

I would love to be with you.

I feel your presence.

I will forgive you on this instance.

Miss to some one.

An undeliverable letter to one profoundly loved.

I wrote this poem to my beloved Grandma, many years ago. She lives in heaven now and some day we will be together again, for all eternity!