A Father’s Lament
Staring at the ceiling as silent tears from the corners of my eyes roll quickly down, leaving tracks…
Staring at the ceiling as silent tears from the corners of my eyes roll quickly down, leaving tracks…
The following poem was written and recited to me by my 9 1/2 year-old daughter for Father’s Day,…
Came home earlier today after 3 glorious days of camping with my girls; campfires, wildlife, great food, animals,…