Why I Rhyme

When I was 14 years old my father and I didn’t get along very well.  He was a WW 2 veteran “tough guy” who wasn’t big on showing emotion.  One Christmas I wrote him a poem. He cried. I was hooked!

I admit it.  I love to make people cry, and laugh and just generally feel.  I love to be that bridge between  people who just can’t seem to find the right words to say what they mean to one another.  Whether it is a special occasion or “just because”, I want to be part of the energy that takes place when we are kind, loving and appreciative.  

Also, it’s pretty great to help people show up at the party with the coolest gift!