Where it Leads

Where do we go when feelings
run as deep as the river flows
peace becomes a stranger
night brings no reconciliation
and the journey never ends.

Another world
a different shore
where she describes infinity
and what dreams may come
with surrender.

Four walls and a roof
make a house
it’s the hearts that love
inside those walls which
make the house a home.

Love is my home

What choice do we have
but to follow
where it leads.


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Love is Life…and Life is Love.

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Somebody’s Father

Chat, chat chatting to one of her BFF’s on the phone.  I hear: “Oh do you remember so and so? We used to say she was in the Mafia.


You know who I mean?   Sure you know… the Mafia, from that movie.”

Longer silence.

There was an old movie about it called: “The Step-Father”


At which point I burst out laughing and told her the movie was a very famous one and called ‘The Godfather’

“Oh”…she said and giggled.  “Oh well I knew it was somebody’s father”…haha

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