Spiritual and Inspirational poetry that touch the heart and soul, and provoke the mind.
Glen Edward, my love;
We stood for a time, a very short time,
With promises ripe to be plucked from the air
And joy we could reap from fields of despair.
Our season of grief seemed a long time away --
A very long time --- it was only a day;
A brief span of laughter, set there to mark
And measure the passing, from dark night to dark.