Monthly Archives: August 2016

chin up, a poem

chin up, beloved this is not now the time of grief but the time of faith if you must jump the gun (reading circumstances and assuming results) jump the gun toward faith and hope in the happy ending and if … Continue reading

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I don’t know, do you?

Where do our memories go When we die? Do they go with us, Or are we done with them? I wish I could give mine To someone to hold In case one might be needed. But then I guess It … Continue reading

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