When I’m missing grandma and want to feel her presence, I open her box of clippings for a glimpse of her heart. Among the booklets of prayer, meditation, poetry, and inspiration, I hear her through words of encouragement, relevant words. Thoughts, found in a tiny book of poems, is one of my favorites. THOUGHTS by…
I’ve hit a brick wall. I’ve been poking around on my father’s side, curious about the Kansas line, but one ancestor has me befuddled. I decided that if I introduced her here, to you, it might clear the fog and jump start my gray matter. Grab a maple bar and settle in…this one’s a bit…
On Being Asked Whence Is the Flower ~May 1834 It isn’t May, and these aren’t rhodies, but they are beautiful. I had to share. Enjoy! The rest of the poem is at the end. This is where we sit each night, to regroup, share a meal, and always a few laughs. This is…
STARS by Sybil Leonard Armes I saw a canopy of stars, Splashed on a velvet sky, Like crystal beads upon a dress, In sparkling clusters lie. I read this secret in the night, Upon the moon’s pale face, God uses stars as diamond pins, To hold the sky in place. Today marks the one year…
“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.” Maya Angelou Think about that. Has there been a time in your life when something catastrophic happened forcing you to make a major life decision, and you found yourself in a new situation with new people, yet, you revealed nothing? On advice of…
I. Am. you think i need you. how dare i disagree. your smugness permeates the air when i speak. such grand, faux hauteur! you say i don’t matter; you yearn to shut me up. our eyes lock; my tenacity shatters your self-imposed, superior vantage. you squirm that i see beyond the facade of your fragile,…
finding merle 