filled with deception
filled with deception
are the souls of those tainted
spreading a sadness
Home
morning's cornerstone
morning's cornerstone
a place of tranquility
story telling birds
take a quiet breath
take a quiet breath
hold close that moment of peace
the oncoming storm
path of weariness
path of weariness
sat upon a lonely bench
a butterfly lands
a knock on the door
a knock on the door
some pants worthy company
time for an egg cream
twinkle in the dark
twinkle in the dark
from far across the ages
bathing in starlight
the stillness of dark
the stillness of dark
wrapped in its gentle embrace
dawn marks the new day
fragrance fills the air
fragrance fills the air
when the roses are in bloom
simple days of spring
beating of the wings
beating of the wings
the flight of a honey bee
dancing in sunlight
that was a mistake
that was a mistake
being wrong is how we learn
again and again