Joy & Peace are back in my life again, for which I am truly grateful. My world is being filled with Color once more. Learning to face life and all that the future brings. Thank you family & friends for your patience, prayers, and support.
When I'm alone, I think...
of many things keeping me up at night
Wonderful words waking me in the early hour
I toss and turn as they slip away, out of reach
In my dreams, sitting at the edge of the shore
Waiting for them to return to me
The wind is fierce, it hits my face and I can't breathe
The fog has come and I can't see
Where are the words that made me speak?
I can almost touch them, but they wither back to sea.
And I sit alone without my words
Without my poems, without my songs, without my speech.