I Was Just Thinking My kids don’t want to come and play. They wave to tell me “go away”. They hunch intent, unspeaking lumps, eyes on...

May flowers are childrens' open hearts shiny and splendid simple as morning colors with no names in the garden of life teach us to live…...

Resurrect and rise Believe in love lay your head back in the pool blue as sky opens gifting your face with soft rain. By Paula ‘Poetess’...