The moon sees all…

Humorous poem about a guy named Sloppy Joe.

My shyness is taking the best of me.

Why – short poem.

I am just a "little bit" Selfish about you.

A short poem about the sun.

Just like a florist gathers flowers to make a bright bouquet we also gather friendships as we live everyday.

Demure little bloom.

A nine year old boy is denied the opportunity of watching a movie and the memory remains a lifetime.

Some people are really shy. When you meet those people for the first time, their shyness shines through.