There was a time that I had believed Winter to be a loving and caring sister to Autumn; maybe lovingly wrap her sister in a thick blanket and tuck her in for a long nap. I'd always imagined that she would gently sing lullabies to her sister until she fell asleep. Then, as Autumn took… Continue reading The True Face of Winter
When you've had a tough year, it's important to remind yourself that good things can still happen.
When you find yourself lost, the real journey can finally begin.
Do you remember when we used to sit beneath the willow? The big one with the branches drooping into the water? It seemed almost like it had dipped its fingers into the slow, cool current just to get some relief from the summer heat. We used to sit beneath the bough of that tree and… Continue reading The Weeping Willow
There is no better or worse companion than the one they call Summer. I, myself, have had several encounters with her and I must admit that she continues to confuse me. Everybody always looks forward to seeing her as she brings warmth and lights up the air around her. But I know better. She is… Continue reading My Life With Summer
The night slowly wakens the sun gently falls The dark has me shaken my skin fiercely crawls I find myself lonely the forest so dim Soon all kinds of creatures sing their haunting hymn The trees reach above me their branches all curled I'm frightened and jumpy from this ghostly world The ground foul and… Continue reading Fireflies
The slick bus doors hissed and swung open, compelling Martha to look up as a man she knew descended the stairs. Her breath caught and she froze, not knowing what to do as she felt his gaze fall upon her. Hesitantly, she brushed a few wet strands of auburn hair away from her face, sending… Continue reading Moments: In the Cold
My best friend left me all alone, No more home to call my own. He took me for a ride one day, Up, front seat, and down I lay. We drove a time in pure bliss, I did not know things were amiss. We had not gotten very far, And then he took me from… Continue reading Lost and Found
When I was a young boy, I remember a mother giving her son a toy dinosaur for his sixth birthday. He was so fascinated by that one toy that soon his whole bedroom was decorated with dinosaurs. He read every book on the different species and eras, he collected additional toys and built models, and… Continue reading Never Give In
I strike a match and the flame jumps as if just woken from a long nap and then, gently, I lower the flame to the crooked wick of the candle, hunched over and tired from past sessions. The flame catches slowly and begins to rise. Its head begins peeking up over the edge of the… Continue reading Moments: The Candle