To My Friend The Brit

Eyes closed shut on a cold dreary night; To dream of things far far away. Imagining sounds of insatiable laughter; That I hope we’ll be sharing one day. Glasses raised for a toast, as we cuddle at last; Sharing stories as though we’re old friends. For now it’s a dream but some day it will…

Too Busy Living

It’s been some time since I’ve been on here to write.  I wish I could say it was because nothing is happening in my life, but that’s not the case.  I guess I’ve lost my motivation to share it all.  I was expressing this to a good friend the other day, and he encouraged me…