Carl Davignon, writing in From a Whisper to a Roar, "In My lives, many words have been written, for these are just words, As my heart belongs to one..."
As time went on, I believe even that was becoming less.Read more from Short 5
Gray hair, real gray hair. Not like the blue of today.
Stout, maybe from the much pan fried foods or late night snacks
Of cream cheese, jam and graham crackers...
In this photo which I have not seenRead more from Poems
The winter’s chill fills the morning air.
The snow falls lightly across the words we once visited.
We enter through the doorway of times past...