Another poem for the New Beginnings writing challenge by 451 Press Poets from the prompt ‘footsteps yet taken’.
Remember, #YouMatter
Over time our memories can morph and fade until the reality may not match our recollections. I know…
reaching out, desperate surrounded but feeling left out again alone and cold into the shadows begins the drift…
For themselves, they have seen my strength; watching me, rise from darkness into light. ~Mark Schutter ©2015
A different version of Santa Claus in a blue hat set against the traditional red stocking. I like…
Life isn’t a year from now, an hour from now, or even a minute from now. It is…
Knowing that my physical death is certain, but the time of death is uncertain; Knowing that my life…
