Do not forget who is in charge.

I wrote this poem one day while I was pondering humans and their relationship with Mother Nature. Hopefully you’ll enjoy.

A poem about a beatiful meadow!

We all have a hourglass full of fine sand that represents our lives.

A bedtime story I told my daughter.

Poem.

It seems alot of us go on a quest to find perfection.Going to extreme lengths to achieve.But in the end,we are who we are and nothing can change that.

Poetry.

Poetry.

An iambic poem on nature.