She longs for ways and times lost… To regain what was, is not possibl… How to create anew from ancient th… A stone, old, worn, filled with tr… Ancient truths, covered by the san…

The tears she shed are for you, M… Not too long ago had you departed. She awoke this lonely night And once again it started. The loss of their daily phone call…

’Tis well that she cannot foresee What lies “beyond the bend”— For she could shrink in dread and… At what this life would send. It’s been a year of changes, Lord…

She is woman, Who holds the world in her hands, Who touches every soul in the land… She is “powerful.” She is “emotional.”

And when their day is done, They shall capture the splendor Of the setting sun. Such hues of peach and periwinkle Are distinctly heightened by

Crossing over that bridge to the l… He turned to look back to watch it… Memories in flames, consuming that… He had so often traveled over, ste… After a soft rain, spring brought…

The Oshkosh B’Gosh overalls A trademark of your own The acres of farmland You’d always call your home You taught her “Oh Susanna”

Her friend’s long skirt makes plum… She lies here listening to the whi… That sends its ancient answers far… And tries to pull their meanings i… Elizabeth is bending near the shor…

Days in school were very hard. Ways to make him “right”, they tri… Wrong, is how teacher said he wrot… Long hours they drilled on change. Hide his talent, was all he did;

Splendid cotton sky Such beauty to one’s eye Earth of rich color Is dressed in rainbow coloration Land of beauty

April 19, 1995 Tears from the heart Fell on this April day; For the dead and wounded In bombed out ruins they lay.

An hour of leisure in the garden Like a song expressless in words A symphony composed in heaven Sung best by soft winds and birds. Enjoy your leisure in the garden

In the soul of man, Both can be found, Infinite peace And the devils bound. Side by side they exist,

Wisps of Fall are in the air. A chilling breeze blows through hi… They are taking a walk As the Summer season comes to a s… School is starting his hopes are h…

If she was a bird would she fly in… Disintegrate in the morning’s glow… Would she fly above the trees? Impaled upon the branches. Could she fly on the wind?