As I sit and begin to write these linesI'm reminded of a much earlier timeI must have been 8 when I first beganTo create prose with a pen in my handAlthough most times it was done for funWho'd have guessed one day a writer I'd becomeSo I've laid myself bare, all the triumphs and trialsThe trauma, the hurt, the frowns, and the smilesLet these words be a beacon and offer insightWhen you're alone in the darkness and looking for lightI'm certainly grateful that you took the timeTo share my experiences I've put into rhymeThe Crystal Rose is a captivating collection of poetry and art. Beautifully illustrated, the accompanying artwork helps bring to life the riveting prose. Moving and inspirational, these pages are a journey through love, heartbreak, friendship, betrayal, and a celebration of life.
