Remembering back to an earlier time in life as in youth and feelings that were involved.

Youth on Target.

The folly of youth.

This poem depicts someone who is getting up in age and losing their signs of youth. What was once the image starring back from the mirror is now a different person who has aged. This person is not handling this part of life well and is resentful, but knows it is the natural part of life.

Appreciating beauty in every form.

Portrait of youth in Brooklyn – Short story.

The stages of life are like a butterfly going through it’s life’s cycle. It’s a mountainous endeavour to go full circle.

Inspired by the true story of two women who drove their car off a pier into the chilly waters of Puget Sound.

Why do I feel over the hill when I am not?

Why do all the other mothers that are the same age as their own mother seem so much younger?