Category Archives: Poetry
Dixie
Before the Storm
Words Matter
Diminishing Returns
In the custody of cherished thoughts I believed he would be protected Hung on the wall were paintings That had been with him For as long as I can remember The furniture were those Well worn from years of use … Continue reading →
Maid of Honor
It’s been mentioned frequently Since the presidential debate But in derogatory terms: “Housekeeping” Two days after our US arrival With few words spoken in English My mother proudly took the title: Hotel “Maid” Before the sun would rise She was … Continue reading →