May you always, stay blessed , warm, and free.

May you always, be loved and forgiven too.

May you always, write those Great beautiful poems.

May you always, be the person that you are forever.

May you always, be that special person that touch many.

May you always, be close to your love ones and friends.

May you always, have money in your pocket and bank account.

May you always, feel loved by Jesus and always stay blessed.

anytime someone praises the qualities i own,
i feel like a trickster.
a master of deception
a queen of lies
a doomed being
that doesn't deserves anything

just criticism
is what feels fine.
am i sick?
do i need treatment?
do i need to be locked up in a cage?
do i?

please say i do.
cause that seems just alright.

You are Loved, whether you know this or not.
You are Loved, the Good Lord loves you much.
You are Loved, and there are many that love you.
You are Special , and this is quite true as well .
You are Special, and many people feel this way.
For it is easy to see just how truly Special you are.
You are needed, and there are many that need you.
For your Great works reveal themselves right here.
For your beautiful and wonderful poetry touches Us.

I almost ate a wasp
last week
By the time
my sweet
reached my mouth
wasps were circling
all about
If I didn't check
before I bit
I would have regretted it

one plus one                  will always be two
one plus two,                you hate me do you?
two plus three,              has it always been me?
three plus five,              i want to see what you hide.
five plus eight,              we fulfilled our fate
then there's eight plus thirteen.
if you stop, how do i begin?
for one plus no-one will never be two.