THE BLOODSTREAM OF AMERICA
THE BLOODSTREAM OF AMERICA I was standing in my back yard this morning in the cold, crisp, dry air, and I could hear the steady droning sound of the interstate being magnified just a mile across the woods from my …
WHEN YOU LOVE SOMEONE
WHEN YOU LOVE SOMEONE Once there was a young frog who lived in a pond across the road from the home of a young man named George. George loved Elvis Presley and late in the day, he loved to take …
SCARS AND FORGIVENESS
SCARS AND FOREGIVNESS I was poking through the back corner of my garage today and came across an old scared up wooden table I’ve had forever. As I ran my hands over the table and traced the scars with my …