Get The First Volume of my Walk With Dann Collection Free in ebook Format

Foster care, jails, pain, sorrow and addiction were my childhood friends. My playgrounds were the streets.My rocking horse a Harley Davidson motorcycle.

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A Preview of the Final Volume of my “Walk With Dann Collection”

"This is the final volume of my "Walk With Dann Collection". It will wrap up with the fourth segment of my life. It shall show how the paths and choices I made in my life brought me the penance and punishments that came attached. It will reveal how I "walked" many roads and how they... Continue Reading →

AND THEN I SHOOK

I wrote a few times regarding my first twelve years.  My most recent being "I CRY AT NIGHT". https://lighthousedannverner.wordpress.com7/05/18/i-cry-at-night/ Although much of my earliest memories are blurred under the blanket that protects us from the emotional scars left behind by physical or psychological trauma,  I have managed to convey my experiences as best as recollection... Continue Reading →

I woke Up And Realized It Was Confession Time………

I woke Up And Realized It Was Confession Time......... (Re-post - original posting March 2008 dannverner.spaces.live) I woke Up And Realized It Was Confession Time......... Interesting thought...... In my 38 years living on my own in the deepest roots of the darkest part of society and then later in years living in the deepest roots... Continue Reading →

I CRY AT NIGHT 

I cry at night. I cry during daylight hours, also.   But my daylight tears are dry and concealed by fake smiles and forced humour.  My nighttime tears are lonely for they escape while no other person is near.  They are like tiny fugitives sneaking from my eyes,  burning pathways of despair and shame. Leaving... Continue Reading →

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