The dawning sky with all its brilliant hue will soon be gone...
Help Me to Remember
Can you imagine what it must be like to forget your past?
Whatever It Takes
He will not necessarily protect us—not from anything it takes to make us like His Son.
The Long Wait
My love has been away a long, long time, And it looks like he’ll be gone much longer still.
Daddy Did
A poem for Father's Day
Body Language
A Tritina about love
Here You Are
In the spirit of Walt Whitmas, a "song of myself."
Through the Glass
A piece of glass both joins and separates...
Sunny Sunday
Sunny Sunday afternoon— perfect time to sway in the hammock, staring blankly into the foliage that towers above me and dances to the music of my mind....
Not My Will
Time moves far too slowly. Oh, how much I miss you!
Dark Side of the Moon 
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