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As parents, it has always been our job to get our children prepared for the real world.

How do we...

THE WORLD AWAKENS

The world, a slumbering seed,
Awaits the touch of grace,
Of sun,...

IN TWILIGHT'S HUSH

MISTY GIRL
The world transformed, a winter's grace,
Snowflakes dance, a gentle pace.
A...

I love the passion
In my heart when
I listen to Music
Of the Lord it
Fills my...

(Inspired by “Arid Land of a Desolate Heart poem by Poet Bernadete van der Wielen)

On the arid...

Burning through my nights,
With cigarettes and whiskey,
Because you left me.

I chased my demons,
​​​​​​Only to find that they were,
My kindred spirits.

Behold, Ghalib,
I am drunkard
But I didn’t drink
in your God’s house

Behold,...