A SILLY POEM MEANT TO RIME.

Excuses, excuses.

Change is the only certainty, still we miss the point.

A short poem about education and knowledge.

For the children…

My feelings toward the "big dogs who control American’s Antiobiotics".I wrote this on November three 2006 at 6:00 am.I was sick and on medication for infections.

Father and son go fishing together.

This is to my mom just a few words to say thanks and hope you have a great time away and enjoy the peace and you birthday love you lots mom.

Happy World Teachers’ Day to all teachers of the world. Whatever race you may be in, black or white teachers, celebrate the moment that you are chosen to be a teacher!

A poem about learning to parent and those who say they are experts.