12/29/2025 - 11:55 PM One ages not by month, but by year Two brightly lit candles, placed with no fear Three hands help in cutting a cake Four lessons learned, from every mistake Surrounded...

Her touch is a sign, that she knows I am here. her smile is a reminder, of how much she cares.   Her laugh is a melody, like the tinkling of chimes.   Her love, her heart,...

I observe dawn break into a vivid sky of the deepest watercolor blues you can imagine, To think that I am gazing at wonders of Earth, And asking how it happened. I admire the perching birds singing...