(They twinkle and shine brighter for you.)

Sun is a star.

You fell from a great height.

My love for Sylvia runs deeper than words can say. Like things celestial, she is always there to make my day.

A dream poem.

Often, the only path out of darkness is the refusal to submit to blindness, to accept light from new sources.

Sometimes no one is their for you but yourself. Believe in yourself, have faith!

Even those who have the best relationships will be tested by actions.

A poem written in a stormy night…

This Poem, Language of Moon, is actually the Title Poem for my Sixth Book, Language of Moon. I am a Graphics Artist so therefore all graphics and Book covers are done by me on all my posts. Language of Moo.