I've Never Had A Dislike

If Funkytown Was A Trailerpark, This Guy Would Be A Double-wide.

Poetry Is Music Written For The Human Voice.

Self-pity In Its Early Stage Is As Snug As A Feather Mattress. Only When It Hardens Does It Become Uncomfortable.

He Thrived With Passion And Compassion, Humor And Style. We Had Him Whether We Know Who He Was Or Did Not Know, He Was Ours And We Were His.

I Am A Child Of God. I Always Carry That With Me.