Once outside the school compound...Edwin and Kim plodded in silence, their footsteps crunching the dirt track. Half a mile later, they…
Bedtime Stories
Take care how you soak the sponge... ...for in the silence of the night, one never knows what springs forth…
Grief Helps
“He’s gone Edwin, there’s nothing we can do about it. But, he has also left much behind. I see in…
My Rib Bone
Yesterday 7th February, Lisa and I celebrated 31 years of married life. I don’t want to sound smug or treat this…
A Mother’s Promise
Careful what you ask your mother...she might just let you have it... A parent's love ... ****************************************************
GOD Can Wait!
As some of you might know from my poem My Son, I view children as Gifts from God and we…
My Christmas Coat
During the Christmas parties (yes, plural), I wore my favourite coat - the same one I wear every year - one that…
