This poem is for my husband because i think he is...
When your music plays...

An Old Lady
An old lady sits in her chair...

I write poems
There always on my mind...

R.I.P Grandad
These are our last words to you...

The moment I saw you first
I had a feeling that we could work...

Spiders, Butterflies
tiny little creatures...

A broken heart,
I knew right from the start...

I'm just an ugly git,
No woman would ever want me...

You are so beautiful to me,
You and I are all I see...

Trouble With My Weight
Today is another one of them days...

Please don't leave me
please don't go...

This poem is something i dreamed about my husband...
I got a Knock on the door today...