The struggle is a necessity
Category Archives: love
Coming full circle to get to “it”
My Dad used to tell me that sometimes you’ve got to learn, the hard way.
The fight, knockdown and the victory
Getting in the ring isn’t hard.
The cure all
Being at peace isn’t a hard place to find
The ties that bind – A birthday poem for my sister
When my opponents were arrayed against me. You stood as My sole proponent. Without you I can’t quantify or fathom the concept of me. Laughing, crying, confiding. Ingredients to the ties that bind. Which runs counter to infinitesimal and can never be loosened or pulled asunder. My sister. Happy Birthday sis!
Hide and seek
Looking hard, but not trying.
No talking in class
When you don’t pay attention…
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