Christmas Eve
This Christmas Eve, I sit at my desk in the dining room of the house where we raised our sons, Eric and Mark. It’s the
A Place for Doves
Through winter’s mist and gentle rain I walk the cobbled path to visit my beloved— A pilgrimage of sorts these past few years. Three angels perch atop
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The Luminary and The Star
By Fredric Sedgewick Lumina Frederic Sedwick Lumina sat at his favorite corner of the cafe, an antique tome of poetry spread before him. The pages smelled
Your Skin Against Mine
There are so many things I miss about you. Your laughter bursting uncontrollably From deep within you As often as not at something I did As
Sharing Home, Hearth and Bed - 1994
At times like these, when I reflect On the twists and turns of fate that have led, To you and I, our lives entwined, Sharing home,
Your Absence
Your Absence is ever present and my search never ending.
On Your Birthday
On rain swept days or sun struck mornings I sit upon this marble bench in your rose garden, And sigh your name and wonder … If you
My Blessings
To the maker of stars and the stardust from which we are all formed, Who bent down from the heavens, and with the sweetest kiss, And
These Days
I don’t know how to love these days, With broken heart and jagged soul. For half a century it was easy As you grew near
The Minstrel's Lot
It’s my life’s work, To sit and sculpt the images of her form, To shape with phrases praises of my muse To sing her
Gifts I Have Been Given
Each time I have been challenged by lifes inevitabilities I have somehow managed, through the grace of smiling angels To receive more than was taken, And
Chambers
When you’re feeling lost and lonely And you don’t know where to turn And your shoulders start to shudder, And your eyes begin to