The Smile of a Flower
The purple flower smiled up at me. Looking down at the flower I knew it had only recently bloomed into existence, so new to life. I held its delicate petal with a few of my callused fingers, so gentle, so soft and welcoming to the touch. The universe creates such beauty to be observed, to…
My Dear Jessica
How do I best communicate my love for you my dear Jessica? I have not the words, I cannot think of the deed. What a perilously wonderful experience. To feel you in my soul when I am not with you. To want to share my every cell with yours till the end of time. The…
What Would My Last Words Be?
If i was on my death bed and someone asked me to sum up life, it would be something like this. Life is hard, life is beautiful and it is perfect in all its forms. Its going to be tough, and its better that way. You will learn from the pain, comfort is a disease.…