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September 7, 2016


I threw away her purse today

 And inside were bits of me

The purse was old and tattered

Just as she was at the end

Her mind was frayed and worn

Like yarn that had been worried

By fingers picking at each

Memory or worry of her life

The purse was soft and smooth

Just like her...

September 7, 2016

And …

There but for the Grace of God go I

With finger tips of blue

I am blessed with children who can see and feel

And paint the skies of blue

I am blessed with smiles of creatures that

Only I can see

And I am blessed with moments of

The smallest memories

And there but with the...

September 7, 2016


Betrayal slips around my soul and shoulders

like the fog encompassing me softly and securely

The cool warmth hides the smiles of those

that lay the blanket ever so gently

like a whisper from a fraudulent lover

Missing the intent of the smile

I grasp at the wisps of fog l...

February 8, 2015

Inspiration comes in many forms.... It is not only looking under rocks or at the sky ~ it is looking within oneself and finding the deep desire that lives in our hearts. We could say that our Spirits have always had inspiration from the time of our beginning and that t...

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