Ivory Keys and Silent Pleas
The old musician plays a soulful tune; his fingers floating over ivory keys while thoughts of her, like leaves, are …
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Once Soft and Smooth
Soft, soothing hands would rock a crying son To sleep; would clap and cheer when he would run; Then work …
Pondering at Promontory Point
“May God continue the unity of our country as the railroad unites the two great oceans of the world.” – …
The Christmas Gift
Now milking’s just an awful chore, it happens twice a day; no matter what you want to do, it’s always …
Sunset, Sunrise
The sunset’s stunning as the day turns night with colors of the palette all aglow; I watch her fade as …
On a Snowy Night in Mariapfarr
Through drifting snow, young Josef made his way to Johann’s cottage, nestled in the trees. He’s come to bless their …
Majestic Mountains
Majestic mountains are my legacy! They rise triumphant to the east, and call Me from the valley floor, reminding me …
Exquisite is the Stillness
Exquisite is the stillness found in spring As nature wakes to every living thing— Fresh fields of poppy, phlox, and …