The Anger Before the Storm

A ringing rattles around the room

The aftermath of a rumbling that removed me from my rouse

Race downstairs to my progeny to cherish her after the ravenous storm

To retaliate the storm, I wish no more…

But to rekindle the relation between she and I is the most important thing in my eyes

A rapid fluttering in my chest and a never-ending ringing in my head

Everything stops right away as I remark the figure staring wide eyed at me through the dark

And an embrace as I relish the feeling of once again having her in my arms

With the realization it could have been the last before we had to part 

A fight before bed no more

It does more wrong than right before a storm

Does Money Buy Happiness?

It’s said again and again that money

Will get you nothing more than selfish greed

But what’s important is my family

If security is where money leads

Then who’s to say money does not buy the

Happiness people say it does not bring

Money doesn’t buy happiness is a

Saying heard many times before, a thing

That despite the materialistic

Things it buys prove to be important no 

Matter what’s said, It’s unrealistic 

To say happiness it doesn’t bring so

it is therefore why I will then believe

To think happiness it doesn’t bring’s naive

The Woodland

The dwarf plants surround

The leafy, fragrant shady

Gangling trees that lurk