This is for my mum, and the strenght it takes to carry on when your partner has gone.

Stacie’s job is boring, and so is her single life, but something is yet burning within her constant daydreams of desire.

This is a poem for the one I loved like anything.

Why are an increasing number of adults bunking with MA and PA?

A poem describing an obvious struggle between falling in love, and stayin within it. Can also be seen as a letter of apology to the person one cares for.

Wishing and waiting.

Being yourself is better then being somebody your not.

Outter appeal ain’t everything.

Poem.

Poem for Single Adults to Cope.