
The images of those we have lost remain etched in our minds of how they were, not how they would be if they had not gone away. 💔
#Memories #GriefMatters #JustBelieve #HopeLives #LoveChangesPeople #Poetry

#Memories #GriefMatters #JustBelieve #HopeLives #LoveChangesPeople #Poetry
As they were leaving Jericho, a large crowd followed Him. And two blind men sitting by the road,…
In faith there is enough light for those who want to believe and enough shadows to blind those…
I believe in magic And deeper mystery Of love Romance And adventure I believe in healing And grace…

Comes a reckoning, he thought. You drain me of everything inside. Then fill me before walking away. Saying…
Remembering an old friend who died many years ago in the spring 1997 at the old age of…
This was (is) poem #12 from the prompt, The Smell of New Possibilities, posted by 451 Press Poets….