A love letter.

There is no shame in needing someone and a little help and support.

A poem of child abuse.

In the midnight hour he comes…

Green is love and love is all so green.

Me explaining my image of midnights.

Events in life that really mean so much to an individual grows sweeter and fonder as years go by.

This is about a stuffed animal being forgotten and left on a shelf with dust. When you start to grow up, you grow from your old toys/stuffed animals. What if they had feelings and thoughts?

This is a poem which I have writen for my mom and mothers across the world.

Two small poems brought together for your convenience.