FEATURED POEM

Stepping Stones In Front We See, Like Cycles In Life One, Two, Three. Step One: We Are Welcomed Into This World, A Proud Mum and Dads Boy...

Tossing and Turning in My Bed, Things Going Round and Around in My Head.

Where Do These Phrases All Come From,

Looking Up At This Tall Wall, Wondering If Anyone Would Give Me A Call.

Edinburgh Castle and The Royal Palace Too, Walking Along These Scottish Streets and Darken Avenues.

In Plastic Bags The Liquids Go,  Will They Get Checked Nobody Knows

I’m in a Dream Where Life is Good, Where I Am Happy and Not Misunderstood.