The First and the Last
Can the First also be the Last?
Can the First also be the Last?
We don't slow down and ease into Winter just because it's Fall.
Don't ask me why I'm enthralled. I could probably not describe the reason. Something about the simplicity of words and…
Some day, that last breath will exit, And your next inhalation will be elsewhere. I don't want to give up…
Surprises come. Hang out for a while. And then life returns to normal. Perhaps.
Who ever said life was fair? The rain? Just and unjust, so Jesus said. Build better for the bad weather…
Fall… Not fell. Season. Not a trip. Tired. Opposite of feeling perky. That’s the way my day goes. Hobbling in…
If my druthers were mine to own, All things being equal, I'd just do what I wanted And forget about…
Breath. It's simple. We take it for granted, until we can't. Try it now. Take a Deep Breath. Hold it.…
Get up on the wrong side of bed? No. But something doesn't feel right. Tolerate it. I've learned. The best…