Generosity

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Generosity It took most of a lifetime for her to understand that it wasn’t so much gifts or kind deeds as it was something much simpler and more challenging. It was a willingness to enter another pe... Read More

Trespasser

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Trespasser There is an old woman Who has made her home In the corner of my mind. She is shrunken, bitter, Dark to the core. She whispers in my ear With her sour breath Such ugly, disturbing things. He... Read More

Home Again Soul

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Home Again Soul As a child I thought my soul Was an organ That sat In my breastless chest. Pure, As white as a cloud, A cotton ball, A baby blanket, Downy soft, A place where The Holy Spirit dove Coul... Read More