New Year’s Day
I wrote this poem in 2009 and wanted to share it. Every year I feel the same. New Year’...
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A Brief Adventure in Portland, Maine
Portland, Maine is a gem of cobbled city streets with fine food smells wafting in the air. I was ...
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Gethsemane – A Poem and Mediation
Tomorrow, He will be broken. Tonight, He wonders and cries, “Must this be so Father?” To leave this dusty world, these faces filled with trust, is beyond Him now. “I love them all Father,” as he thinks of each friend and their follies, their frailties dearer to Him than their strengths: stubborn, proud, envious, but…
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