The woman was a writer Her children, her husband, her friends knew her only as a mother, a wife, a friend.   Alone, as she wrote, she came alive. A Person, an Artist of Words.   She wrote with her tears, her laughter, her spirit….

twitch of a hand movement forward withdrawal tapping fingers on a wooden surface turn of the head to a side blank stare turn of the head towards the screen exhale twitch of a hand movement forward lingering hand lowering on top of the mouse clicking…

In the light of the morning sun I look into your eyes And know that even though you smile You actually lie Yearning, wondering Laughing on the outside but really crying I want to ask why but i hesitate You will answer In your diplomatic…

On this road I drive, through the farmlands I see all the farmers field that one has corn and that one has cows A little further down is the chicken barns farm fresh eggs for sale says the sign I drive a little further and…

In English it’s, “I love you.” “Ana behibak,” in Arabic. Tunisia says, “Ha eh bak.” And in Hungary it’s, “Szeretlek.” Each language says it differently Yet one thing remains unchanged No matter what the symbols be Or in which order they’re arranged One common language…

It’s magic to talk to plants It’s magic and off the ground Comes all wizardry about When the sun is out   Suddenly when the night falls Nothing continues to grow As it used to do   Oh it seems to be growing But it’s…

Love is like a rose. It can blossom. into and beautiful flower. Or it can fade into the. darkness. Of the night

we have many cycles to morphs into a grown woman. New born, toddler, teenager, young lady, little woman and finally grown woman. We go through different stage in our life.One day, life starts happening in front of you and you start to take your own…

She saw the place, Earth newly disturbed. The other graves were grassy And herbed. But this one was dark with dirt. And she knew.   But still, she needed to make certain And pulled away the earthen curtain. And saw a shroud conceal the face…

If I knew the last time I saw you was going to be the last time forever I would have hugged you a little tigheter I would have looked at you longer Smiled at you Enjoyed the way the creases in your eyes made them…