Only Breath – A Poem for the Weekend
I am not from the East or the West...
Slowing Down This Crazy World
Walking, especially while talking to a good friend. Pricesless stuff.
Bonjour Baby!
Besides, I think I could get used to coming in that red front door.
Do You Believe in Destiny?
I find this to be both a wonderful and terrifying thought.
A Date with Something called Happiness
Because, yes, I understand that sounds a little crazy.