May 4, 2018 | My Life, Poetry
Three noisy, squirming bundles That bellowed out their woes, And motherhood was thrust on me With tiny hands and toes. Sleep soon became uncommon As they made their presence known, But how I treasured early hours And special times alone. When cooing became language...
Apr 16, 2018 | Biblical Fiction, My Life
It has been over 7 months since Frank passed away, and life seems to be moving along at a slower pace. My love of writing was put on hold for a while. It was easier to sit out on the deck in the sun or shade and just listen to the birds in the trees and do nothing. I...
Apr 4, 2018 | My Life, Poetry
In past years I used to drive up to my oldest son’s in Simi Valley, the other side of Los Angeles. It usually took about 3 hours with the traffic and was a very taxing trip. Then my son suggested I take the train. The Coaster goes up the coast for quite a ways before...
