Funny story about my dog and a wayward marshmallow.

Something I just wanted to share.

A poem about the “less is more” concept.

Frustrated and misunderstood.

An acrostic.

Being love sick.

We learn of these odd dreams Jamez keeps having about some thing called “the Brotherhood”.

Odd food that you see in pot lucks.

A poem written for inclusion in my second book, I am determined to publish before I am 60, the title of the book will be Sticky Sandwiches…I think…unless I change my mind…again!

This talks about my little fluff. Read on and you will know what the fluff is.