Thoughts On Healing and Love

Thoughts On Healing and Love How swiftly my life slips through the hourglass allotted me I try to make sense of the plots, and characters woven between each line I reduce the monsters to peons one-dimensional and harmless I listen intently for my real name which only my Creator knows. My story flows from my …

Prairie Grasses

Prairie Grasses I’m part of the breeze that carries me Over prairie grasses tall, medium or short. Like the three bears and I, Goldilocks, look for my two sisters in prairie dresses and pigtails No dogs, no cats, only prairie dogs whistle and dive into grasses, tall, medium, and short. Snow falls softly - lays …