Blooming Boudreau's

Standing on the edge of a cliff Her only question was "What if? What if I jump now, And take a final bow? " She leaned over the cliff's...

(In honor of my daughter) Her name is that of a flower, You love her more by the hour. With hair a soft, warm brown; Upon her head there...

Most kings are dressed in jewels and crowns They parade themselves through streets and towns. Ever looking above, not seeing below Their...

I look up at the night sky and whisper, “Hello old friend.” It winks back at me, showing it has no end. The moon smiles down sending me...