Life

I see It in the rearview mirror, It stands shrouded in past memories, Its attire laughing at my soul, Its ravaged life, Its savage strife, Its destructive nature, its hollowed persona, Its staring at me, Its staring into my soul, Its desire to conquer me, Its horrible strategy, It cannot stand, I won’t bear defeat,…

Morning Coffee: #5

I miss my Grandmother dearly. We were never close; but, never too far apart to know we loved each other very much. Her phone calls were short, always to the point. She had strong values and a stronger love for family. She anchored many ships in our family and now I see them adrift as…