My Wednesday prayer..
Peace will come, even if, only by one. Old man sat by the sea. He whispered a prayer, an old prayer repeated often in his lifetime. “Please God of the sea, please god… Continue reading
Daily Archive: May 21, 2025
My Port Austin prayer..
Port Austin, in the thumb of Michigan. Touched by Lake Huron. A gathering for the people who love the lakes and the privacy of the small city and the kind people. Few permanent… Continue reading
We shall live, we shall know tears..
We shall live, we shall know tears and laughter.. Hello dear May, the cold Winter is gone and Spring had sprung.I am far-away from where I belong.Once, Spring was the days of rebirth… Continue reading
Tattoos..
Tattoos…. The pretty lady had many tattoos on her skin and she allowed few to see them. I told her. I own four tattoos and each one with a story. I believe if… Continue reading
You are my poetry..
You are my poetry… Forlorn love, treasured memories. You used to read poetry to me by the candle light. You were my heavenly voice, sweet songs when life became too hard. Once we… Continue reading