I read my 13 year old granddaughter’s poignant poem. It showed me the sadness of children losing their true selves. They cannot resist the world that imposes its expectations on them. They grow up with false selves. I liked Chloe’s poem and so did my wife. I asked her permission to post it in my […]
Like funeral clothes discarded This crimson red misery Stained with tears and fears of a faltering hope. Eleven atheletes in disarray Pacing up and down, back and forth Kicking and flicking To patch together a win Perhaps a point. Red-faced over one who has ears only For Gallic style and ideals For the beautiful game […]
Before the curtains fall And the sea is no more May my eyes behold the glory of the Lord Wash over the peoples of the earth And may the colors of his love Reveal the liberty of sons and daughters What a sight What a delight When earth is shaken And heaven’s perfections Restores the […]