Posted in Life and After

Poetry: The Last Walk

I ventured in the ruins alone,

Held captive by the magic of

The eerie calm.


Up the stairs

In a trance,

Invisible rope

Tugging me along.


Dawn I saw through

The broken wall,

And stairs that lead to

The Haven beyond.


Wrapped up by the

Peace that comes from

Returning home.

Posted in Life and After

Winging It

ABCD in Wingdings 27 font, it seems
ABCD in Winging font

I am a mother of a genius. If only someone could decipher her script…

I bought a Maths notebook for my 2-year old in an attempt to teach writing numbers. Two days later, it was full of these weird symbols that she wrote with the flourish of a professional while singing the ABCD song alongside.

Can someone un-encrypt it please?