What I crave dependson when you ask me.It might be silence to reador a few extra minutes to finish a poem.It might be a hot fudge and marshmallow sundaewith chocolate…
Candles flicker, wafting scents of Christmas, balsam fir and wood fires. All eyes are drawn to the mighty tree, sparkling as colored lights twinkle reflections in glass ornaments passed down…
Tom sees the world differently. He looks up into the night and sees the moon as a hole letting light through from a brighter space. When he told his sister…
So many wishes it’s impossible to choose one, or even three. Wishes for people I love or all living creatures? My priorities are selfish but I don’t want live life…
Christmas is here again. The shopping is done, and with any luck the wrapping is done too. We’ve raced around in an attempt to make the holiday perfect for everyone,…
