A short poem on the endeavor.

Quite the flashback of one whom is dying.. .

An Roses beauty.

I am calling for my children… I am seeking for those whom are lost. I am searching for those whom are unknowing. Let the children return. God cares about all humanity. God is the beginning and the end of what belongs and what does not. He is diverse. Let Him into your culture, music, heart, mind, spirit, soul and dance… He does not have plans to harm you but only to prosper those who show and give love that is meant to be for all. To those whom think they are wise in their own eyes and doing harm to others you will know humility. Prepare yourself.

A family has its own characteristics & traits that it shares with its members. The family continues to develop with values instilled within its members.

This poem is the original version of Cut from the same Cloth. The word woven connected the idea of my wife and I being bound by a greater force.

Every dream you have carries God’s heartbeat.

The revelation of being in love is a beautiful thing especially when the feelings are shared by the significant other.

Wanting you back home.