In His Dreams:
Dreams of Valentine's Day...
The year is 1952
My father is the age of ten...
The crisp cool winter breeze
Blows softly as snow covers the ground...
Pursuit of pow’r divine makes men atone
offset by shades of men who came before...
Happy Birthday Daddy!!! -4/15/05-
Your my father that always tries to stand tall...
I've got carrots, rocks and pebbles
All essentials for my plan...
the Pride flag dances
with glee now its red can flow...
Inside I have an urgent need to hug. . .
She knows this time I shouldn’t need to ask...
Cinnamon spice, apple pie
this candle throws a magical scent...
~"A sprout's wish" ~
"I'm sorry if my tears stain as I write...
Ev'ry single person in the world desires,
a gift from Santa Claus's bulging sack...
At last I'm free, falling apart, but rising up.
I'm leaving this place of ashes and dust...