Some poetry for you....

You can keep your matchsticks trying to start a fire These timbers of my legs hold so much heat  I could keep a whole campsite warm all...

“What if this was the last time we spoke?”  She screamed into the phone at me.  And if I’m being honest, I would feel relief.  In every...

Let’s start with  the memory of  the first day in January of this year. She said “I have a feeling  this year will be a hard one.”  How...

21:  18 months of my life planned for, now cut short after five. The mission I went on for the church was the mission that made me see...

In another life  I stayed on the Mormon mission. I stayed in the sweltering humidity of the Philippines and continued to preach to the...