Moments Count

A finite number of days to Come through that door and Lay my keys on this dresser Only so many times to Hold my wife or for us to watch Our grandkids playing in the yard Our days are numbered, as are Our breaths, our heartbeats, And our chances For each moment counts, Whether we’ve … Continue reading "Moments Count"

something like wisdom

to live by others’ fantasies is rarely ever wise: when sex and power get mixed up it’s often love that dies our many possibilities are rarely understood; the freedom that we know we have – it should be used for good the window of our hearts should be protected by its casement; the life we … Continue reading "something like wisdom"