on a summer day. his children free. he drove away. one with a book. one with his toys. they did not look. they were just boys. as time went on. days into years. their Daddy …
Writings
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Not Me- You
thinking of you- as fathers do. your a little of me- and a little of you. what will you be- what will you do? will you be like me- will you be like you? may …
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Not There
i hurt that he is not around- i long to hear his voice. now, not even a distant sound- i feel for him. his loved one gone- not there. not him. not now. not then.
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For You
the words are not often spoken
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Night Fall
take time to enjoy the light
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A Gift From God
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 …
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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-
In All Our Years ™ 