Won’t You Be My Dear Valentine?
The Children By Don Rath Jr …and the children used to come here to play, sing, frollick and dance. Once there was a way of life where joy and laughter filled the land. When you could find peace rafting on a river and life in a flower. Where loving was the status quo and a […]
I’ve come to know you through my song. My heart is warm now in the sun. Awakened to you and your love…
Sometimes, in the alone-ness of my thoughts I recall, in my moments of great despair, how you, in those same moments, lifted me, …
A time of hope and a chance, a time to laugh and sing, a time of moving in my life, Without a broken wing. A time of moving to the fold, a place to call my own, a moment to remember you, a place I call my home.
A lone soldier of tune
Soul searching in quiescence
Seeking the elusive inspirations
Through the quiet sounds of silence…
