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All three of my babies have blue eyes, my wife, my daughter and lastly my son.
This was written for my daughter.

There are no clear guidelines for what heroes should look like.
I believe given the opportunity we could all be heroes.

This poem was written after the hardest time in my depression.  This was a way of me expressing everything I was feeling.

This one really touches my heart.  I wrote this almost a year after one of my closest friends committed suicide.

I didn't have anybody die on september 11 but I wrot ethis after what my friend told me about what his mom said.
He told there was a gay man who died for the sake of others and his mom said
"It takes something like this to really stop being such rude people toward the homosexual community"
which in my opinion is really is sad and pathetic

An excerpt from the forthcoming manifesto 'Dracomeroth'.

My Dad
Born 1918
Died 1971
Husband, Dad,
Farmer and Humanitarian

September 11, 2001

a sweet girl was murdered
young and so beautiful.
lost to us but found once again by our loving Father.