Remembering Hurricane Katrina.

This is a true story going back to when I would have been about nine or ten years old.

I have always loved animals and as a little girl they became very important members of my family.

Their love was unconditional and they did not play mind games like many people did.

Poetry.

Sometimes everyone feels they aren’t good enough and we all hide behind smiles.

A sad missing you poem.

A poem about love and being apart.

Like nothing before..

Time changes, you life keeps changing. Like my life is changing right now for the worse, life keeps changing every moment.

I’m never good at saying goodbye.

Though you think you are alone, you are not. There will always be someone who would be there to sympathize with you.