Between the moss and the sun’s misty rays a majestic explosion of enormous woody trees the vibrancy of life’s core secrets strewn with leaves made from…
Between the moss and the sun’s misty rays a majestic explosion of enormous woody trees the vibrancy of life’s core secrets strewn with leaves made from…
Sometimes you can hear the echoes of years when the wind whistles like a screech owl on those farm to market roads and highways that…
Last stop church pews sunlight streaming through stained glass windows wooden casket for a metal maker lost that tug-o-war Death pulled harder. Now he is…
The laundry woman weaves heavy footed down rows of tables and stacks of plastic baskets singing a silent litany to the many colored clothes. The…
Summer is here, maybe not officially, but for all practical purposes it is. That final school bell has rang and kids have been released. I…