Why Don’t I Change?
Undo The Hurt
Why I Write Still…
Life, The Ultimate Kōan
The Promise Of New Beginning
The Price To Pay
Be Like Water, Flow…
A Heart That Never Gets Old
Harping By A Pixie
"I feel in every girl, there is a spirit, a wild pixie, that if let go, would run and dance in grassy fields until the end of the world. And then that girl grows up, that pixie hides, but it is always there…peeking out behind old eyes and reading glasses, laughing, waiting to one day dance again." ~Atticus~
