Showing posts from 2015

Christmas is where love is

This Thanksgiving, I speak your soul

Motherless child

A thought on Colette V. Paul’s Butterflies Dance in the Rain, a collection of poetry and prose

A writer with no words – a tribute to Bobbi Kristina

Summertime at the Lake

A good reminder of gratitude

I was a motherless child until I saw you

Look closely and you’ll see…..

Far from home – On the longing of my soul

Black is beautiful. Not just in February. A tale on perspectives and colors

What’s courage got to do with it?