Words are the birds that we keep in the cage of our heart. That's why I write; to give the birds flight; to set the words free; to let the world see...
Pussycat; fussy cat doesn't eat mice. She only eats pudding thats made out of rice or raspberry jelly that comes from a jar. Oh pussycat, really, how...
When Louis Armstrong landed on the moon, he played the moonmen all a ragtime tune and blowing on his cornet, he did swing and all the moonmen crowned...
Clouds, soft and white, float, through sunlight, by. Clouds, big as whales, float, slow as snails, by. I lay and I laze and I gaze at the sky with my...