In the hushed embrace of dawn, whe… KenRay Lake rests, nestled among… For sixty years, you’ve cast your… A dance of hope upon its mirrored… The sun, a flat rock, skips across…

In the quiet shadows where whisper… A lie is born, a truth to quell. Trust once strong, now fragile and… Hearts are broken, where do I beg… The eyes that once held warmth and…

Bluesy the Blue Whale, so grand a… Gliding through the ocean with gra… With a heart as vast as the deep b… He sings a song, of pure harmony. He sings the loudest song, it echo…

In the quiet hours of twilights em… My heart breaking space. Your once vibrant eyes, dimmed be… Tells stories of struggles; of tri… The weight of your frailty rests o…

In life’s vast sea, we often drift… Settle for less, giving others a l… Deceived by those with hearts untr… Yet still we rise, our spirits ren… From Florida’s warmth to Indiana’…

In the quiet woods where shadows p… Lives Fiona the Fox, sleek and gr… Her ears rotate, like radar they t… Pinpointing sounds, every rustle d… With a twitch and a flick, she pin…

Out of bed, feet hit the floor, Shorts and flip-flops on once more… Surfboard under arm I stride, No news to read, just waves to rid… The dawn breaks, the seagulls cry,

A century’s bloom, a life well-spe… A mother’s love, heaven-sent. One hundred and two years of grace… A journey through time, a cherishe… Her steps may falter, but not her…

In the quiet of my aging bones, I can sense the rain’s impending a… A symphony of ache and anticipatio… As if the clouds have confided in… My joints, weathered and wise,

As I stand before you today, I’m reminded of the countless sunrises and sunsets that have marked my journey through life. At 68, I’ve seen the world change in ways I could never have im...

Little master mellow, quite a lovely older fellow. Sits in a rocker, on his porch, making music, by a dim lit torch. Pen in hand, paper in his lap,

Brown Fur Tail wags Paws touch Wet grass Nose smell

When shadows fall and whispers sig… A storm of news comes rolling by. The heart stops still, a breath he… Eyes wide open, lost in fright. Words once spoken, now etched in s…

In the mirror, a face I see, Etched with lines of memory. Eyes that once sparkled bright, Now reflect a softer light. Hair of silver, touched by years,

Morning whispers, Dew-kissed petals, Unfold nature’s, Soft song.