Life’s Carousel
We mount our steeds every day, some swift, eager; some balky, locked in place. We circle each day midst a …
We mount our steeds every day, some swift, eager; some balky, locked in place. We circle each day midst a …
Meander with me down that winding trail, remembering the way it was before. Back then, when we set paper ships …
I grew up on the shores of the ocean, watching seagulls float currents with ease. Among seaweed and tiny blue …
To turn away from haven’s nest, and chase the firefly of dare. To ever seek the higher crest, and find …
A true love knows no age, no bound’ries rise to fetter or confine the bloom that grows. A true love …
What has become of flighty mistress Spring? That season that delights in our dismay. Twice now I’ve seen a robin …