from a night of passion and mortal delight- a gift from God- the gift is life- and sometimes unaware of the passing hours- this life, attended, grow from ours. you love and you weep. you …
Writings
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Out of Sight
at the break of day- the sounds of the night,slowly return to their places out of sight- the caw of a crow in the trees-stirs life amidst the sweet morning breeze. the bird swoops and …
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When a Father Becomes a Man
it is now these years later i see, how much he really must have meant to me.
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My Youngest Son
i watch- as he breaths life in, changing what is around him.
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Hope is Still
I stare and cannot see-
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This Little Guy
i never knew what life could be-
