It Takes You Home

Her smile lit up the room. It always did. Love you, grandmother dearest.


Heart On The Line

"This poem is a favorite of mine. I feel like it should be in the yet-to-be-released book, although the process is still ongoing. But you can always comment below and tell me what you think. Yay or Nay?" The idealistic expectations of what is to be, is at times melancholy at best. We seek redemption…