My Dear One, I lost my cat a few days ago.  Three months shy of twenty years old, that little gray spitfire.  She was all of eight pounds, but she ruled the roost.  Sweet to the core, but tough as nails.  She scoffed at the vacuum cleaner.  Thunderstorms?  Loud noises, like fireworks from the neighbor’s … Continue reading "Living in the Moment"

Night is the friend who falls. Never does it dawn or rise or break Comfort freely offered as my keepsake Beguiling me with its tender peace Seeking my secrets to release Seeing through my walls.   Night falls from stillness of earth. Caressing me with its silent speech Its honesty within my reach Keeper of … Continue reading "Night Falls"