I wish I were a flower, fresh, sweet and pretty.

A poem about lovers at candle night dinner. Imagine the love blooming between the two.

Nobody can keep a balancing act up forever.

Daylight is preferable to darkness.

Some things are never really yours no matter how much you would like them to be.

Some things are not easily understood.

A poem.

A WEE 123…. ON WORDS? JUST FOR FUN HE HE.

People leave eachother for the wrong reason sometimes.

Don’t waste time, life is too short.