I want to know that you will give me your best.

An open poem to family from young watchful eyes. Written in April of 1982 it still gives hope to those young children who watch all that is going on, yet are powerless to do anything about trouble around them.

November PAD Challenge Day 21- Whenever (blank). A poem of hope.

A Sunday Rant…

Christmas is so beautiful if celebrated with the people whom you loved. It is the time of sharing ,loving, forgiving and generosity.

Truth is, most have lost the true meaning of Christmas. It’s time to get it back.

Do you know what it is like to be alone in a crowd, alone and lonely on a crowded street just a few days before Christmas? Do you know what it is like to be old and alone? Have you ever been homeless, without food and shelter out in the cold and dark of night? Amy does and so does Mary and then they found the meaning and miracle of Christmas.

A haiku about a puppy.

This sorta wrote itself, and then the title popped out of nowhere. Enjoy.
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You shared his misery.