The Bog Beckons
The bog beckons its black pool’s deep. Looking for comfort and a place of eternal sleep. As each foot sinks in its spongy ground. His head is busy, with thoughts…
The bog beckons its black pool’s deep. Looking for comfort and a place of eternal sleep. As each foot sinks in its spongy ground. His head is busy, with thoughts…
It took a second for his heart to return to a normal rhythm and then he shuffled his way in his worn slippers out to the front door, and there…
After telling my beloved several times that I loved ‘Chanel No 5’, he finally got the hint. He gave me an enormous bottle for our anniversary… and with a little…
"Are you going to the funeral Tom?" "No Timmy, I didn’t know the deceased that well and I have an appointment. I’ll just put a condolence on R.I.P. Bring Mary;…
December 8th, the feast of the Immaculate Conception, a day off school and work, thanks to the Catholic Church. No memories of Mass, only memories of childhood excitement. Calls of…