"Mommy, the trees are in hell! Look! Red, orange, yellow like the sun’s fire. Mommy, the tree are burning and can’t last long!" "Leaves rushing to green grass for relief." "The leaves are on fire! Mommy!" "They are burning like those lost souls, baby. What ever will we do? How can we escape the horror of our burning leaves, child? You must tell me, cause I don't know."
This is a random collection of my writing. When I write, I attempt to be fair to all my readers. I accomplish this by giving them my unhindered soul. All works are copyrighted.