What Are My Odds
I awoke in a different city, The bed was comfortable,And the temperature was cold.What are my odds? I slept the…
I awoke in a different city, The bed was comfortable,And the temperature was cold.What are my odds? I slept the…
Stories that are now considered classics, Although, at the time, who knew? Huxley, Stewart, Bradbury, London, Sinclair, even Baum. Oh,…
Doing only what we were once capable of doing Limits us to never accepting something new
I've put away change for years. Roll it up and deposit a thousand or two, Here and there, then and…
Prayer. My burden bearer. There’s no other way to think about it.
A total eclipse of the sun. Somewhere. Not here.
Words are important. They set the stage for success and failure. They describe the good and bad, up and down,…
As Sunday wanes, the evening falls,A gentle hush as darkness calls.The fading light, a soft caress,Bids farewell to the day’s…
Will Saturday ever remind us of Sunday? On Sundays, as the world stirs to life, the solemn toll of church…
I'm proud that I was born in Texas... And as such, I'm happy to share my thoughts. There's something about…