What Crosses My Mind

  • When A Child Believes

    A child is born into a quiet world Given a slap, a gasp begins their day, We listen with intent, a cry today Oh to hold child in hand, love we twirled.   We didn’t know about an adventure, One designed wholly in passage in rites, Sweet is innocence drawn beyond night lights Swift shadow…

  • When We Dance

    We choose to release, we walk together, alone with eyes perhaps our own, we wish only to dance. ~ when I stumble it is because I want so badly to learn, yet in the throes of letting go, so often I find I can live  another way, without the restraint of not settling for that…

  • In The Flash of a Moment

    Do you recall, big brother standing over you, saying the words you listen to today. ‘If I could do it all over again’ ~ Freshman year, starting high school. All the fanfare of the big house, pick your own schedule, no more lines to Algebra class, standing quiet in the hall, while Jeff McCutcheon strolled…