My daughters were taken by their father quite some time ago and I am finally going to be able to bring them home. The only thing we are waiting on is a state to decide to take jurisdiction. They have been through so much and we are seeking attorneys to help us in the Oklahoma area. After moving a total of 27 times I am hoping that finally one last move is all they have to make.

Sometimes you have to save yourself, no one is going to do it for you.

Life is full of struggles. Sometimes we feel like we are stuck in a closet with no doors and windows. When we need help the most, we despair instead of gaining hope.

Everything will be alright…

Poetry.

The title says all I want to say about this piece.

Poem.

This poem is based on the place we call home, Earth. It describes the characteristics of Earth; blessed with "life" but also it suffers the silent plight. This is an original creation and please contact me for copyrights.

This poem is the plight of a poor man who barely gets the minimum…

My origins.. .my very destiny itself.