Ten thousand views. I am humbled. I am Blessed. I am proud. I am, "Dann" - just as I am.
Here is the beginning of "6315" - Volume 3 of my "Walking On Dawes Collection". "First thing I recalled was the unbearable pain in my jaw. I couldn't move it. The more I attempted to open my mouth the greater the sharp stabbing pain. My tongue felt like a pile of pulled pork. Even the... Continue Reading →
I was becoming lost in my sorrows, till I realized you will be watching over me all my tomorrows. I cry every time I glance at your picture. I cry when I say your name. Without your physical presence, My life is not the same. I am crying again Sheena Eve Tears of the joy... Continue Reading →