I want to pay tribute to wonderful people I have known, the wonderful country in which I live, the communities in which I have lived, the churches who have claimed me as their own, the God who sends shivers down my back when I really give him a portion of my time—well, maybe not shivers but tears flow easily in some of those most priceless times.
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Okay, friends, there is not really a poster. Sometimes you believe me even when I write fiction so I want to clarify. Just some thoughts coming together with a compassion for run-a-ways and their families. I wrote something recently about … Continue reading
Bettin’ Billy walked with a swag He’d won four grand betting on the nag. No one else thought she would win So the pay-off was good for him. He looked around and saw a good-time girl They had ten … Continue reading
So this is the outcome! You began the wanderjahr of chasing your dream on a pennyworth of funds, with a pint of whiskey and a sleeping bag, and fists quick to punch. What now, Wastrel? Metals pawned? Marooned on cement? … Continue reading
Rue the beautiful who lose their cherished treasure to the curse of man. ************ photo: commons.wikiedia.org https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2017/04/17/ronovanwrites-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-145-beautifulcurse/