A bomb drops on a sleeping town And though It may not make a sound The death It brings makes mince of things And turns what’s forward, straight around A mother cries, and hides her son She does Not know where she can run The sirens Blare, as do the guns This will become a … More This Sleeping Town
Happy birthday, Mom Six years have passed, I know I can’t lie it still feels like You were just with me, though You’re missed more than anything In thoughts each, every day And yes it’s true that not for you I’d have no words to say Everything I’m doing Every word I write Is fueled … More Happy Birthday, Mom
I pen through pain so much it seems, write on my regret I mull my mind for cheerful lines but sometimes these are all I get I see the light, it’s there I know; still slightly out of reach Forging forward on this path to practice what I preach Perhaps Pain is my jailer, yet … More Mindful Masochist
You’ve moved on, yeah? You’re happy now I’m glad for you And yet, somehow Memories still fill my mind The good, the bad, the happy kind You may not still think of me But I have not forgotten, see Every love, they make their mark They light up thoughts when things get dark A laugh, … More New Leaves
Mom, I’ve got some things to say I think about you every day I think about the time you gave It’d fill the oceans, every wave I don’t know how to say this right Your memories fill my mind tonight I can’t explain the pain in me I try so hard to hide it, … More Mom, I’ve Got Some Things To Say
Listen, please. I must know how. I have so much to say right now. My mind is tearing me from Thou and begging me to disavow. Is this something I should allow? I need to know right here, and now. I’ve every reason not to fall yet here I stand before and bow. Why won’t … More Sincerely Signed
A raindrop has one chance to fall To land where it might fulfill all As do dandelions sway They, just once, will drift away Breeze will carry, gently now The seeds of life that they endow No second chances, no regrets One life is what each person gets Do not be nervous Feel not afraid … More Life
A man enters a lonely room, we’ll call him Mr. Bad Another joins the other, Mr. Goodman, his comrade They act and play and do the things that all the people do And every time that Goodman wins folks’ love, Bad smiles too “Sure it’s great, I do not hate, for Goodman is the best!” … More The Good Die Young
So now I speak the best I can
I try so others understand
What matters can’t be weighed in gold
Its finding those who’s hand you hold … More Times Past
Listen, can you hear it? Such beauty, violin It’s strings are humming softly To remind us where we’ve been Such time it took to get here So far, the journey seemed So quick were we to make it We’ve forgotten why we dreamed Our life was so much simpler Our souls, they all were freed … More One Day
How the World Should Work 