Without you I am nothing
November 17, 1961
The kids house for Thanksgiving
2016
My how Nala has grown
From a puppy
Apple cup tomorrow
Our Grandkids in college
My has the time gone by fast
The first time I saw you
A black haired beauty
The beauty is still there
The hair has just turned white
Happy Thanksgiving to all my poetry friends
OK, even some who might not be
Life turns in strange circles
But we are all in it together
From the Wombs of the Same Mother
Reality time is to act like Brothers and Sisters
The time to heal the wounds