In the fall, we walked hand-in-hand to your first day of school You talked about the people in your class and I reminded you where to go...

When he stops coming home to visit and you have to go to him He doesn’t love you less but you’ve done your job and he is independent and...

Poetry While gentle refrains, lilting, relieve The tender pains presumed so deep: Those scraped on knees of infancy, Poignantly does...