written 1999
Thoughts, Swirling like mist, Obscuring Reality. Marginal distinctions
Beware his love, the path you choo… Could lead you on a wondrous journ… If you should falter, she will be… Through joy or sorrow always at yo… But if you leave the calm and seek…
The way it is, the way it should b… To be. What else is out there for them to… They speak of nothing in search of… On their journey through this land…
There are times her memories fade… She almost forgets the pain. Of watching you fight with strengt… She feels her life’s in Vain. If only she could explain the Lov…
For now she watches from a distanc… Wanting so much to be a part Of the dream she sees every day That’s tearing her apart for some Reason she can’t let you go she wa…
A sea shell shining on the ground,… Shiny and round. Upon holding it… Water and sand. The glow, the lus… For time will pass and perfection… But if the moment is just right an…
The intricate patterns And delicate designs of These crystals with Rare proportions appeals To her curious mind.
One day while out in his wheelchai… He heard a person say something th… The comment that was said was, oh… He has a bad life because he can’t… Now that’s not entirely true, he’s…
Emotions swirling 'round her, she… Life is beautiful when looking ove… She feels the warmth of the lights… Spinning, twirling, she thrives in… With all the energy her body posse…
Sometimes She wishes you were still here, Like in the mornings When you could pull her near, And say I love you.
She saved her visits for late in t… After the fields had been mowed, The chores completed and supper ea… The last clean dish put away. They would sit on the porch
Lovely lady, Pray tell what dastardly fate Awaits their sinful souls when fin… But arthritis and diabetes? Such intensity and white hot passi…
Bare roots twist incredible design… Cascading down to drink the river They float between the banks among The rocks you say “Lie back and Look up, Mom”—green bordering
The great King of the mountain an… Of the dell Once walked together arm in arm wi… Or Hell And so if Adam had not bitten of…
The colors of life seem to Fade as they disappear into The mind and reappear in Their soul. The more colors There are the redder the