Written because of the sound of the wind when walking to school of an evening.

Written at the request of an English teacher here in Belgium for his class.

Better to give than to receive.

A family weekend of fun, maybe?

Within this story there are descriptions of people and events which actually happened.

This verse is about a lady who walks past my window on a daily basis.

A regular Mum.

This is a verse about a woman I saw riding a bike around town where i currently live.

It is a Troubadour verse.

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