Where is Santa’s calendar? Blown away by the stormy air? Is it December or is it July? Should he look up in the sky? Or just play it by ear,

Oh sacred liaison, The link between God and me, My mother of grace and love, From you I was born. Each link is imbued with kindness

The Little Warrior He put down his toys for a rifle Given to him from a rebel To the little boy who didn’t care What regime overthrows what regime

Up over the mountain was a glow more beautiful than the Aurora Borealis. The shapes and the colors resembled a sacred icon of some sort. The climb would seem to take someone through thi...

What war? Isn’t war a way of gaining something that you don’t have by means of force? Shouldn’t it be fought by soldiers with the intent to kill other soldiers? Shouldn’t it be isol...

The first time I tried to sing the song, it was the wayward wind on the high seas and I was a sailor trying to tame it. The melody was a strange beast that devoured me. Its beauty str...

The abolishment of The thirteen British Colonies As they were before Under the rule of the British unt… The signing of the

Nature’s Mercy Frozen tears lay On the branches Praying for Nature’s Mercy to appear

“Har-ry, Har-ry, Har-ry, Har-ry.” Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to the Harry Stinger Show. Today we have a guest whose name is Lance. He is here to propose to his gir...

Of stories told with enchanting to… Sweet breath of jasmine and myrrh Through the still evening air Into the rising sun and beauteous… Riding with symphonic pulses

The Human Target He sleeps, he awakens, he rises up Someone’s hiding and waiting for h… Always looking over his shoulder For he is the prey, the targeted o…