A #poem I Wrote For Anzac Day Sleep well young soldier, your job is done Your war is over and your battle won No armor now to weigh you down Cast it off into the sandy ground Lay down your weapon for you need it not No more bullets need to be shot Take off your helmet, look to the sky For my friend, it is your turn to die Have courage now, go rest in peace For the fighting here will never cease You fought bravely and with honor died You leave your family so full of pride Sleep well young soldier, your job is done Your war is over and your battle won. "Lest we forget."

A Moment That Lasts Her hazel eyes showed a moment of hesitation, then lust gave in and her lips rushed forward. He met them with his own, slowly slipping his tongue through her soft lips, tasting the odd yet delicious taste of cherry lipstick, his saliva slowly circulating around his mouth. His tongue slid against something soft, then went deeper, wetness enveloping both of them in a warm embrace.

Rain or shine? What does it matter; I always break my umbrella in the rain and I hide from the shine...

"Time stands still when no one understands you and you don't quite understand yourself. Today didn't have to be this way, tomorrow is another day, another chance to make things right" -Stephanie Taylor.

Sometimes you wonder if the reflection your looking at is truly you or just what everyone else thinks you should be.