She Says, He Says. . . . She says, speak to me! He says, I have nothing to say. . . . She says, you can say I love you. . . . He says, I look out for you, don’t I, and help others every chance I can? And she says, and everyone…

It is a truth. . . . Sometimes we cannot improve upon a something that supports a truth and this is one of those times for me.  As we approach Valentine’s Day, to all who are bereft and do not or have not known love, what is missed is something you have known somewhere at…

Across The Table I remember the times we sat and held hands across the table, unable to say goodbye. Not necessary we thought for in the morrow we meet again. But soon the day arrived when we did not meet, expecting always a more convenient time to come. There were no other times for when…

We Are The Music You say, pull the shade! Or the neighbors will see! I say, What will they see? Us dancing? I rest my head upon your shoulder and am happy in the embrace. Us dancing in the kitchen too small to move much, but close in heart. I say, keep dancing. You say,…

Across My Life There were people walking across my life, leaving footprints, momentarily. They were not lightweights but real people whose hearts mellowed my life into pieces, manageable. I loved them quickly, fiercely, knowing they would but stay a minute. Now they are gone, but leaving behind stretch marks across my heart. Would you or…