A little optimism

A few weeks ago I was feeling really down.  I wrote about the pain I was feeling, and got quite a few readers.  I guess people like pain; it’s something everyone has in common.  


Burn The flames had completely engulfed the neighbor’s house; black smoke was billowing out the windows.  But it wasn’t the fire that woke her.  Not the burning sound of wood and metal.

Mr. Jones

In the third grade, I had a teacher that changed my 8 year old life. The following year he retired. To honor the occassion, I wrote a poem and presented it at the year-end awards ceremony in front of my whole school. For nostalgia, I wanted to post it today! Remember the paintings, bright yellow … More Mr. Jones