The Watchers

Quietly standing along the fence at twilight The setting sun casts yellow flames silently down They silently watch…

Running from the darkness to the light. Chasing a dream that fades from sight. A soul lost in…

The above excerpt is from the book ‘Strong Fathers, Strong Daughters‘ by Meg Meeker, M.D. with my own…

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It was a kind of magicWhen hope springs eternal before dying in the colors of autumnFor the magic…

My most recent submission for #PBF (Poetry Battle Friday) hosted by J.D. Greyson over on Twitter. This weeks…

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