Hair of red and sparkling eyes
A smile more brilliant than any sunrise...

Dedicated to one who once was my uncle and now is...
The first thirteen had some meanings...

Like a grand thief she arrived
The one they name Katrina...

It's the pain of losing something dear...
It can rip out one's heart in a single beat...

You’ve taken my mother
and in a sense my father too...

They say that I’m too young
to fully understand...

I climb into the raft with hesitation
As the guide states, “We’ve lost no...

First kiss of the morning
As you start out the day...

As I ride upon this silver bird
I watch the landscape rush below...

After crossing through the valley of depression
We come to a brightly colored rainbow...

From deep sleep I could not wake
I heard an all familiar voice...

Unfamiliar voices with silent prayers
Unseen faces with warm gentle smiles...