While We Weep


  We learn again of yet another tragedy Of one who combined hatred, violence and guns. We are helpless in anger and in sorrow, looking for answers. While we weep. While we weep. How many must we bury before we say enough, While we blame anything but the true causes of hate? How can we dismiss the solutions for …

Patch of Sky


The kite doesn't care who holds her string, She only wants to soar She basks in sun drenched breezes That blow upon her face. A hundred shapes and colors 'Neath cloudy balls of cotton. Birds, and bees and sister kites Share her patch of sky. The kite knows that her time aloft Depends on fragile …