Once, there lived a large apple tree and a boy who likes to play around under the apple tree every day. He was happy to climb up to the tops of trees, eating fruit, napping in the shade of the shade leaves. The boy was very fond of the apple tree. Similarly, the tree loves the boy.

Mr and Mrs Allure bore their son, who were lawyers,- Allure Junior and hoped he would continue their vision but their son wanted something else: a medical doctor and this he became.

It was divine intervention!

For My Parents, I Love you.

Sometimes stories don’t seem like such a big deal until you tell someone else..

This poem is about all the people in my life who didn’t sugar coat the fact that life is tough. I thank them for not keeping me from the truth but always making me aware that they would be there for me – always.

A short poem.

Brief thought about life…

Haiku about Parents.

A song I just wrote inspired by my oldest son who has become a man over the past year or so. As old as he gets and my other kids, they will always be my babies.