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  • A Letter to My Butterfly

    Remember you have a destiny. Remember you are called to great things. That your greatness will be as unique as you are. There will be those who try to steal it or hate on it. Remember only you can do it and only you can be it. You will make your mark on this world…


  • My dad, James W. Morris, was a veteran in the US army. He was a military man to his core and a poet. He succumbed to cancer in April of 1996. My relationship with him was complex and often strained, yet my desire was always to have a closer bond with him.


  • An Open Letter to the JOSHUA GENERATION

    This morning was a great introduction to the unseasonably warm day promised by the weather forecasters. As is often the case, I woke up thinking about you. I am writing this letter because God has given me a strong affinity for you.