...but the feeling's there, If you provide the words. These empty notes of this old song, can now become a verse.
Every morning at first light he greets her. Every night she is the last thing he sees below the glow of the moon. Together they weather every storm. Their branches do not touch but beneath the surface their roots have become entwined with time. No matter how much they grow in either direction, the depth... Continue Reading →
Something I have heard so often in my life: "You're too young to know what love is." To that I say BULLSHIT. Love knows no age.
Remember that kid? The one who thought you hung the moon... Mom said when I was born and I finally opened my eyes, it was you who was holding me. I saw you first. The first time I questioned your involvement in the hanging of the moon was the night I heard you and Mom... Continue Reading →