

by Long John We take words from our favourite songsto our hearts—hoping they’ll make us free,free from the pain in… READ MORE
A boy walks down a golden path,Each day a gift, both bright and vast…A chance to cherish, brave, and hold.In… READ MORE
In the corner, where shadows softly play,A girl sits, wrapped in the tender sway.Her books of poetry, life’s sweet lore,Each… READ MORE
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They ran too late, the train pulled free,A shrug, a sigh… what will be, will be.But fate, that rogue with… READ MORE
In a meadow lush and green,Beneath the summer sun’s warm sheen,Two young hearts, so pure and bright,Walked together, day and… READ MORE
Reflections on Life
Self‑Discovery and Identity — “What Was and What Will Be
The Future You Create
The future waits in quiet clay,
Shaped by the hands that work today.No distant star can chart your way,
Like choices made along the day.Each step becomes tomorrow’s view,
By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)
The future lives in what you do.