The stars are old with his delight The ground was soft with rain The moon did show the lovely night And beauty was her reign Her hand reached out to hold his h…

Riding a pale horse, Death is not a hooded skeleton. Scythe bone-knuckled gripped, Sockets wide as lunar craters With stars flickering in their dep…

Once upon a midnight dreary, as he… All the multitudinous forms which… Suddenly there came a tapping, the… Had she caught him nearly napping?… Only she and no one more.

May Autumn bring you these, The glory of painted trees; Flaming hills and amber fields, The bounty that harvest yields. The mystery of a country lane,

The hand of hope goes the distance Gently uplifts the wildflower Firmly nudged to sway in the spiri… Wildflower unfolds gracefully Mother Earth taking hold

Remember when they just said Hi! Walked off without saying goodbye. Remember when they held hands And walked facing the winds. Remember their first date

Now is the time, here is the place… He see kindness and beauty all ove… Girl you know it’s true. The love in his eyes is for only y… When he sees you, his heart starts…

She had a vision of the days of he… In her vision she saw the chieftai… He looks at the women of his tribe He looks at the one who stood so p… He looks at her with fire in his e…

He will always be there When you need someone to care. He will always be there When you are in despair. He will always be there

Life is full of wonderment It is full of inspiring sights and… From the tender grace of a kiss To the seismic rumblings undergrou… Within this selfish orb they live

April 19, 1995 Tears from the heart Fell on this April day; For the dead and wounded In bombed out ruins they lay.

Grandpa is a cockeyed, potlickin’… Who’d rather be working at shearin… Than sit and lounge around all day… Until the stars come out and play. And his stories, every one is true…

Through all the stress and all the… The thought of giving up almost dr… At times he feels as though it’s a… He often relaxes and meditates, so… But with so much negativity how wi…

Women warriors laboring over hot o… Boiling their bras in the pots. They are the witches of their own… Dancing to the flute caressing the… Feeling the heat of their lives,