What Crosses My Mind

  • Watching The Snowy Night Sky

    I’ve been waiting all day for the snow, now I glance my window, it arrives with a light affection reminds me of my childhood perhaps a memory that haunts me more than love the delight of family, the anticipation of a gathering, the death of a cousin, where in my silent fog of misunderstanding, I…

  • We Had This Time

    When we might walk alone, gathering thoughts while in motion, when neither might be known except a look, a glance, a notion. Wish we might, now years later, understand just how we could ask for more time, ask for just another day, when we seamless now today bask in memory to hold our hands this way.…