Waddling Ducks
It was a dusky Friday evening....
The Presence of Absence
The Presence of Absence
There is a space that is never filled,
a deep, deep gulf.
It is the ache of loss,
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A Gate Goodbye
A Gate Goodbye
It was a magnificent autumn morning.
The leaves of the June berry trees lining the pathway,
were turning shades of yellow and red.
I had just gone through the second gate
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The Doorstep to Heaven
The Doorstep to Heaven
We stand on heaven’s doorstep,
threshold of eternity.
The “why” is easy…..
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Clouds on the Move
Clouds on the Move
The clouds are on the move,
patterning the sky with ever-changing faces.
The sun is in waiting, seeking its chance...
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