A never ending poem.

What love was shown on that first Easter morning.

The morning of miracles!

You cannot hide from this.

This is a poem I wrote about a tall tale told bout catching a fish. Enjoy!

A poem about the time between light and dark.

A morning in the cold.

This poem is all about the early morning dew and its enchanting magic.

A poem of longing.

Because a kiss left so sadness and happiness in the same time, please come back…