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It’s early evening And I sit here alone My love is in the bed Sick with a cold. My mind is hushed My heart is open With my thoughts I blushed. I love her so much She’s my dream real … Continue reading
I ran up the door, opened the stairs, Said my pajamas and put on my prayers – Turned off my bed, tumbled into my light, And all because she kissed me good-night! ~Author Unknown
Wanna feel helpless? Try a nosebleed so bad you have clots coming down from your sinuses as big as . . . well you get the picture. That coupled with the fact that Libby isn’t familiar with Raleigh and depending … Continue reading
This morning Libby and I trekked out to church as we have started the habit of. This church takes communion every Sunday. The pastor and I talked of it this past Thursday and I understand their reasoning in doing so. … Continue reading
To young to be an old man Or so I’m told. It certainly wasn’t my plan To reach this old. But glad, I am to wake up Still with body and soul With grace in my cup. God has granted … Continue reading
As I ruminate on Father’s Day this morning, I’m reminded of the good times I’ve had with my sons. I built bikes for both of them and they rode them all over the neighborhood. I took them fishing and remember … Continue reading
The Polarization of America The United States of America. This sounds majestic. Yes? A little over two centuries ago we fled tyrannical rule by kings and church hierarchy as a people looking for freedom from governmental and religious oversight. Our … Continue reading
I wonder sometimes will it ever end My ex seems to live in the past, For me it’s no place to spend. Give it up and move on I say It’s just no good Turn the leaf and live a … Continue reading
She has eyes that shine Lips that caress I know she’s mine. She makes me smile Someday I intend For her walk the aisle True is my love For only her Not just “sort of”. She gives her all As do … Continue reading