A poem about all in Universe.

Nothing is better than being in your arms.

This poem speaks about the inner power God gives us, to walk by faith and not by sight.

I live in a little wooden “house” in the backyard of my landlady’s home. Between the ferns, flowers and other flora, my little home is situated. At night I hear the squirrels rattle across the flat roof, which has caused me to jump in my skin a couple of times. But that doesn’t really bother me. I often get unwelcome visitors, namely, spiders, and this is where the inspiration for my topic came from.

Small Town Blues.

Small Town Blues.

You were such a sweet person.

I already knew it.

I hope you find a better life.

A poem a wrote about a snow bunny comparing it to a girl