Poem — Black Prince …
Yeah, I have an old carThat’s known as Black Prince,It’s true I bought him brand new…
Poem — The Lion …
The Lion roars,Drawing her nearer to him -She hears his every note,Enticed by his alluring…
Poem — Roar of the Storm …
A gray rainy day can become more than grim — watch out for what moves through the night
Poem — Memories of Mom …
Without you mom — I couldn’t be writing words for you,Wouldn’t hear a…
Poem — Christmas Eve …
Through the frosty window panemoonlight floods a starry-lit night -When suddenly…