“Words like gratitude and joy surround her now, like a sunbeam that highlights the small, tender flowers that give the…
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poem
His Child, and Only His
I wrote the poem, “His Child,” many years ago, as a reminder that whatever is going on in the world…
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Waste
I think all of us have spent time… a lot of time…. more time than we should have…. on a…
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Mixed Media: I Love How You Love Me
It’s funny how the papers you put down on a canvas can influence you when you paint it. For this…
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