He was bad news for you.

Death poetry.

A poem about the things that really matter in life.

It is so tough to get the animals to pose and this requires lots of patience intertwined with the skill. Become a statue and allow the animals to come closer, rather than following them and chasing them away!

You have an eager heart.

You taught me the meaning of real pain.

I remain unmoved.

It is a slight mixture of science and philosophy.

I still love you best.

You like things to go your way.