This little verse is like a personal prayer. It means a lot to me.

I don’t write a lot of poetry. I don’t even class it as poetry. It’s just a thought I had one night. My father inspired me too.

There Is No Time

There is no time, things just is you see,

In the house of my mind where the child I did be.

Seconds, minutes, hours, days - structured things,

Are me…