The steady rains are here again The washout wide across my path Journey’s longer Me and the downpour and tears … More
Tag: Grief
Bill Died Yesterday
Yesterday Bill died. Bill, our friend. The Bill with a smirk, always a wonderful smirk on his face. The … More
Space Junk
Tomorrow I get a prosthetic. A strange fake thing that is suppose to look real, feel real, make me look … More
To Float Away
My four year old is pretending again. “She’s my mommy.” she says, referring to our sweet friend enjoying an end … More
