Longest Day A poem dedicated to all freedom loving people. Let not the twisted, sick minds of a few, reflect the sickness upon the faces of the many. God bless us all, and watch and bring some peace to the hurt and the hurting.
Prayer is the one language that can be heard and understood by all.
I still and am sure Always will feel about the loss of my Dad. It is titled, The First Year Page Updated Click to Jump To Updates. He is smiling down on me from Heaven, He has to be, because He is the one who gave My Daddy his Wings. Poems stemming from Depression and such. Now that I have your attention, This page is not, sadistic, immoral or in any way demeaning what so ever.