Oxygen

Emily Dickinson once wrote "hope is a thing with feathers"....

A poem about spring.

A brief story told by a student, which is about the weight of water and stress. A good story if you are stressed.

Not everything is shown on the outside.

I am a bird, but I am restrained...

An island near Los Angeles....

The perfect world, came crashing down. Those perfect moments, gone. Gone with the wind. 

I am lost, I am confused, I have no idea where I am.

I am prisoner, enveloped in a thick dark mist....

I am broke of your love, you laughter...

Sometimes, forgiveness is all it takes to heal.....