Kind words can wipe away a tear Softly spoken will erase fears Kind words can heal the wounds Gently and patiently said—morning… Kind words are a blessing to the b…

A grain of wood Runs like a race car Around a multi-colored track Zooming down to the bottom It zooms up

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…

Nobody knows how she feels inside, For her feelings she continues to… Oh how she wishes that someone wou… And forever accept her for who she… “But you’re too weird,” they conti…

Faded leaves fall aside Pale gray sky envelopes all Summer’s gone and fall is stale Aching world begins to weep Somewhere on the verge of change

What’s wrong with the world today And the silly games people play Money, power and greed Using people is now the way Too many people looking to easy st…

Who planned October’s silent song Whose rhythm is the pulsing heart, Whose melody is echo heard From lost chorale the haunting the… Of every solitary art?

Small Precise in her hearing And seeing She asks herself how Her thoughts connect

She has never felt frustration so… Her body reacts so violently to on… Vehemently screaming “why!” while… Bomb. The world seems so overwhelmingly…

So now, you say, you are fifty-fiv… And that you are all grown up and… And you think you are smarter—wise… (Yesser! that is just what she was… At what age do they learn right fr…

Oh Gloomy Death! Knocking on the door Piercing the sinews of her heart Tearing her soul apart Then, beckoning her slowly...

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;

Now it seems you’re all alone, Your brothers and sisters all have… But alone you’ll never be, With nephews and nieces such as he… All their parents too have gone,

You are the gentle summer breeze That comes rustling through the tr… In the silence of the breathing ni… Your warm caress and whispering si… Haunting her dreams as dawn draws…

It’s high tide again, Willy. Snow’s been Melting off the mountains For days