When the Growing Pains Subside

To find your balance, master the art of gratitude.

This Day Always Leaves Lumps In the Throats of Some

I am recalled to this video piece, Throat Lumps, linked below, from my poetry book, Dusted Shelves, that on days which celebrate the essence of love, my heart sits silently with the unloved; the child who has never felt a hug, the ones neglected and the humans dejected by lack of connection or touch.  Don't … Continue reading This Day Always Leaves Lumps In the Throats of Some