when you know my past and hear me dancing with flags
do you picture me on “stage”
do you mix freedom with bondage
if you do, you’re being deceived Continue reading
when you know my past and hear me dancing with flags
do you picture me on “stage”
do you mix freedom with bondage
if you do, you’re being deceived Continue reading
beauty
wrinkles
dance on one’s face
to the rhythm of a smile
ageless time
breathes by moment to moment
creating a view all its own
the appearance of change
may tremble one’s heart
but the beauty of age
has a time of its own
wrinkles
beauty
some
times
make
up
hides
the
truth
a road
two directions
one traveled one not
sometimes broken
sometimes rocky
sometimes smooth
a mountain Continue reading
Most of you know that my oldest son graduated yesterday. This will be written through many tears because I’m already crying. I wish you KNEW all of me, so you could KNOW how all of this affects me, but I know I won’t give you “everything” on this one because so much of it is too personal, too private, too…meant for heaven only, but I will share with you a glimpse of the gratitude of my heart. Continue reading