Enjoy all of the beauty a summer’s day has to offer.

Something on summer day.

Haiku about clouds.

A quiet day under the old sycamore; reflections on a quiet life vs. an exciting one.

My first poem I composed.

Whimsical romance.

Based on a jaded reaction to finally finding “the one”.

This is dedicated to my loving mother and to all widows and widowers out there who kept on celebrating their wedding anniversaries.