Kathy
With hair as white as fresh snow in the sunshine a woman of a certain age sits patiently upon a bench and daydreams of the years
What do we stand for?
At the end of day, what do we stand for live for and what would we die for! What motto should be etched on our coat of arms
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The Dove's Brief Flight
The Dove’s Brief Flight Daniel Rutberg October 2013 I am weightless and floating in the absence of light I am mourning the dove’s brief
Live Each New Year, A Day At A Time - July 6, 1996
At one, you were having so much fun, your laugh so loud it always pleased the crowds, your mother, your brother and me. At two and
The Terrible Teens - September 1996
Those years I lived from inside out spent trembling in the winter’s sun seem distant now I hardly can recall, the race of my young
Unexpected Day Off In The Country - December 1990
My workday problems seem remote. As the snow falls outside my window, Tea too hot to drink, grows cold, untouched as the last page of my
Stopped Turning
Tonight the world stopped turning Like the gears of a clock tower Stuck with a shudder And for that moment I was dancing again with My