Eyes bright and brilliant,hair wind whipped and spiraling, curling and precious. You’re angelic in your smile,your eyes,your innocence. I’m grateful … More
Category: children
Being Nine
I don’t have the minutes to spare.Time is running rare.I simply can’t give you a care. A passing glance.I’m over … More
Pop People
Pop people smile and frown, shake scraggly hair of nylon and ears of whistles making a wacky sound. You won’t … More
Heroes in View
Hopping stone blocks, dropping, jumping across the same beaten path. Across is beautiful. The path is obscured with brush and … More
Children
“We used to imagine. We used to believe. Children are the dreamers, the teachers. They remind us of what we … More
Dawning Creations 