Born at the wrong time Out of step with the modern world Vainly wishing for yesteryear. Technology rises; Morality falls. I am left… Spinning, Dizzy, Overwhelmed by this soulless world. I don’t belong here, Yet I’m here just the same. There’s a role that I must play… …but what?
Poetry
C’mon, Spring!
Island Park; Geneva, IL (Photograph by Steven Dexheimer) “Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never is, but always To be blest. The soul, uneasy, and confin'd from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.” ~Alexander Pope
Job
Am I a plaything, to be fought over between the forces of Good and Evil?
Joy
A note from a loved one: "Be joyful always." A favorite song on the radio. An answered prayer. A psalm of praise. A stale, old joke that gets funnier every year. Helping those in need, With a warmth in my heart. Goals that are accomplished. Races that are won. A gentle touch within; peaceful to … Continue reading Joy
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