The journey continues,
although not for me...

Beware the pale faced smiley man
With cherry nose and outsize shoes...

Lonely is the single heart.
It beats for love in duple time...

Today I caught my mind as it was
thinking of the past...

A single kiss
can tattoo a rainbow...

The final word is written
My pen is dry of ink...

Memories of winters past flow through the windows...
Of angels crafted in the snow and kisses of the...

Can you hear the gentle murmur
Of the brook as it glides by...

There’s a space now in the corner
where you used to sit and knit...

After all uncertainty has burned away and
vanquished are the unseen foes that led us...

Running through the streets of the soul
where leaves sleep in tousled heaps...

Tucked beyond the back,
Unacknowledged and forgot...