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Triplet of Laughter

Triplet of Laughter

“The waves are HUGE! White caps! Come look!” Todd sounded like a little boy discovering the water for the first time.  “Where?” I said walking into the room not yet awake.  “There! Oop…here comes another set!” It looked more...
Little Van

Little Van

A lot of miles were put on Volkswagons in our family—from Bugs to Carmen Ghias to Westfalia Vans—Dad loved them. My parents made many trips to Tucson in their white Westfalila to visit my sister and her family. Dad, the Eagle Scout, liked to camp, Mom liked hotels....
Beneath the Surface

Beneath the Surface

            The sun lifts its head from a world unknown.  Glades of light make pathways into rocky depths revealing what’s been hidden throughout the night. The icy tears lay like stones cast out over unsettled waters. Set in their ways, stones cannot be lifted...
#filledtooverflow

#filledtooverflow

I realize, sometimes the only thing that stands between moving from trickles of beauty within, to an overflowing ocean, is to forget and forgive what’s behind. The way others treat me should not determine my treatment of them. Instead, I only hope to treat those...
Companion

Companion

Thirsty shores quenched by laughing, lapping waves. Sky wrinkled from a long night’s work. Clouds, like cloaks, reveal pockets full of mystery. Against the somber waters, wings of hope appear and my eyes can see that nature, my close companion, understands the...

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