Clouds

Life with friends isn't always easy.

He opened his laptop and sent his wife an e-mail. However....

A poem about a young girl who is treated horribly by her foster family

One day you will be on your knees, gasping for air, or should I say, me. 

So silent, yet so loud.

Estreya woke up. The wind from the open window was to cod for her to keep sleeping. She looked over to see if Pine was sleeping, but she wasn't there.

My grandfather died on November 3rd 2018, so this is sort of a memorial to him.