If I might drift as mist or a gentle breeze,
I’d seek to rest upon your quiet knee...
Magic is a wandering drive.
A country road and a country song...
?
?You asked me to write of my imagination of heaven...
Love's like a pencil
the writing is not always...
My love is greater than you'll know.
Thicker than a thread of a simple bow...
Hearts in gentle dance,
kindness weaves a tender bond...
I came across your painting that's not as yet...
And I was drawn to the detail that you'd show...
A Relationship Not built On Christ Cannot Endure
For when love is lifted above him, it becomes and...
O mother
Look at me again...
Today
I paused...
When we are not equal, we lose each other,
we lose the winged self that once carried us...
Me—
the meadow of the night...