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I was the boy who hid in plain sight, my outline blending with branches in tall Oklahoma oaks watching the sunrise break on crisp mornings, learning how I fit into the scheme of life. A mother skunk, leading her kittens into the barn, alert to sounds of intruders, knew I was there, but dismissed me […]
Read More THE BOY IN PLAIN SIGHTI always seem to get in trouble, All the way up to my ears, That’s when I call on angels, To calm my persistent fears, I don’t know when to expect them, I don’t know where they’ll be, I just know they’ve got my back, And places I can’t see, They might show up to […]
Read More Angels Above and Angels on EarthI’ve always enjoyed the superheroes, Someone to come and save the day, Whenever there was trouble brewing, They knew what to do and what to say, I admired them because they stood for justice, They protected man, woman, and child, Evil was always stopped and punished, It was never allowed to just run wild, But […]
Read More “Where Are the Superheroes?”Going Camping, Trouble in Town At six in the morning I strolled down Main Street, Admiring the small shops, enjoying the sun’s heat, I went into Roger’s, a café with customers waiting in line, I was told by a waitress, “It’s always like this, rain or shine,” Inside on a wall there was a sign […]
Read More Part 2, Going CampingQuick Sale (Page 3) A young couple with a child in tow entered the store. Daira paid no attention to them as she walked between the rows of pc’s. She was still searching for something but Jasper had no idea what it was. He watched the young couple carefully. By their actions he knew something […]
Read More Quick Sale (Page 3)A Bold Start She worked in the office next door and I saw her every day. She would surprise me with small treats, bring me muffins or pancakes, and on Valentine’s Day a cookie bouquet. I would smile, say hi, and go into my office. She would wave hello and goodbye, try to start conversations, […]
Read More A Bold StartDancing to the Wrong Tune It was spring in Maine and a sea of green was emerging across the dead landscape. The change was refreshing and my wife and I delighted in seeing life being renewed as we traveled northward. We apparently came at a bad time because the state was in the middle of […]
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