The journey of a mind in the land of Poetry
My mother always told me that we all see the world differently, that nothing looks the same to all of us, beauty to one, can be ugly to another. Everyone sees things in a different way. These are moments in time I have found to be beautiful, captured moments in time, so when my life gets ugly I can revisit the beauty that once was.
Anthony when he was still willing to be held...
My nutty nephews before they got too old to hang out with me.