So many years had gone by It didn’t feel like you’d missed any moments away We talked You encouraged me And when it was time for goodbyes Arms extended to embrace you in a hug Grabbed nothing but missed air An alarm sounded and you…

The pen is heavy in my hand, its shadow is a monster on the wall. I finish another letter and set it next to the weeping willow tree. It disappears when I reopen my eyes. Rain polka dots my hair and the sky and I…

Just above the valley Just beyond the hills Just outside of a sunken place Close by but not enough to feel If you stay afloat If you keep your sail If you stay inside of the boat Move forward without fail There are stars above…

These past few weeks have had me thinking I hadn’t done anything right. Friends, partners and associates, alike had me questioning if the path I was on, was the right flight. I, who had love for everyone, couldn’t understand- This abandonment that came from no…

I’m comfortable. In my bed. Gah. I’ve seen this Mickey Mouse cartoon so many times- I know each line word for word. The three year old is jumping… ON MY BED… and I’ve given him the look 75 billion and a half times. He is…

It takes a certain amount of selfishness to be a writer. Like your teenage granddaughter, you have to ignore everyone around you, lock yourself in your room, refuse to speak, eyes on screen, fingers tapping furiously Like your cat, you can’t be bothered by someone…

The framed art in my room matches the framed ambition of my heart. Divine intervention made that happen. I see it daily But don’t SEE it enough. Yet it is there reminding me of my possibilities whether I see it there or not. Because it…

The underbrush and tree leaves are sprinkled With dew. The golden rays of summer Make dewdrops glitter Akin to a third-grader’s Paper project. No birds warble this morning. For a stranger stalk the woods. His paws are covered with a strange skin And he walks…

I have stared death down and won. I have accomplished things they said I couldn’t. I have exceeded expectations of success. I have proven that limits are nothing more than guidelines, that aren’t rigid and are ment to be tested. I have done all of…

The reflection, looking back, resemble a Unicorn. The grandchild that adores Unicorns saw it too. Often, in moments of crisis the words, “I am Not a Unicorn” could be heard but still magic would happen. When you are rare, you are a Unicorn. Don’t even…