Waking up suddenly in our dark shadowed room My heart still racing from nightly terrors never remembered Slows to contentment and peace...
Musings and Rhymes
I write to heal. I write to learn. I write to grow.
I am a son, a brother, a husband, a father, a dog dad, a friend, a builder, a coach, a Ranger, a human.
I am a survivor, a throwback, a success, a failure, a winner, a loser, a goldmine, a bust.
I am a writer. I am the poet. I am the words you eat...