Darren Daugherty, Ph.D.
Darren Daugherty, Ph.D.

         by Daniela Daugherty  She walked in the pouring rain. Alone in the rain she remained. And on her shirt left a stain. She was soaked in the pouring rain.  The icy drops fell on her vein. The mascara and makeup did wane. And it ran down her face and the lane. She's a mess in the pouring rain.  But for her it covered the pain. It shadowed the stress and the strain. Drops kept her from going insane. She was sane in the pouring rain.  Alone with her God who contains,…  Read More

         by Daniela Daugherty  The doorbell just rang. Then she felt a pang. The Captain there stood. The news was not good.  He took hard the fall. He'd given it all. No more to live. His life he did give.  "The bomb had exploded. The tankers were loaded, But now he is dead," This was what he said.  She dropped to the ground. Her world crashed all around. Brought up to her room; A place full of gloom.  Later, this lady, Heard a cry from her baby. Kept…  Read More