A sea shell shining on the ground,… Shiny and round. Upon holding it… Water and sand. The glow, the lus… For time will pass and perfection… But if the moment is just right an…

And when their day is done, They shall capture the splendor Of the setting sun. Such hues of peach and periwinkle Are distinctly heightened by

Children run and laugh and play Even in their shortened day A soft dry breeze Threatens all the crumpled leaves As Winter slowly makes its mark

People come and go, They are all passersby. Some come to show, A path on which others can rely. Some have come to build,

Live for today. Come what may. No thoughts of tomorrow. No time for sorrow. Dreams come so fast.

He had a dream There’s no nations in his country… No small people from the herd, No chauvinists and priests, No religion too.

A child... Brought into this cold world not o… Brought here to face the challenge… Full of curiosity; so eager to har… How the pieces fit together in thi…

Sometimes She wishes you were still here, Like in the mornings When you could pull her near, And say I love you.

The cross she wears on a chain Reminds her of all the pain He suffered for her When He hung on the tree And the cross reminds her of His…

Sallie, you never held her In the warmth of your arms. Sallie, you never smiled And cooed at her. Sallie, she never gazed into

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

What makes a Mother? Is it giving birth? She thinks no… She thinks she is that tireless fe… The one who stays up with you all… She is that indefatigable individu…

She saved her visits for late in t… After the fields had been mowed, The chores completed and supper ea… The last clean dish put away. They would sit on the porch

An old gray headed grandma sat alo… She looked out her window with a h… She said, “I guess no one cares o… When suddenly there came a soft kn… She got up slowly and limped acros…

In the small, quiet room when gues… Home for the night and left him to… To thoughts of them and of the eve… To dishes left unwashed in the bas… And mute furniture left slightly a…