I am not ok. I’ve got a lot to say, but I can’t get it all in on one page. But if you listen, that’ll pay the price I’ve been putting on my life lately.

Who is strong Who is brave and bold Whose hair flies in the wind Who stands in the snow Who am I to have her, but a lucky one so? My beautiful Midnight who stands in the snow She is bold and brave and willpoweringly so Will be with you and protect you wherever you … Continue reading Midnight →

The Horses of Pluto they come and go Their favorite time is that of the snow They tromp and they stomp around all day They enjoy their nights of play But when they feel the tension rise, Far away they must fly The Horses of Pluto will go astray The Horses of Pluto cannot stay