The tide rolls in on curling waters,

since I last spoke to you.Sadly, I will never get that chance again.You are gone now,sitting at God’s side.While you were here,you were my tutor,my surrogate father and my friend.I remember our first meetingso very vividly.You headed up a class of fiveand the year was 1976.For the next 17 years or so,you became the lifeblood…

could mean in passed timesa sign of a coming waror the tribes were meeting again.The drums were a greeting calland the smoke was the dustof a thousand buffalo or more.These signs are only shadowsof a past almost entirely gone.The great and noble nationswho ran free across the landseem like memoriesof a long distant movie show;however…

The miracle of witnessing the birthof another human being.The forever love of two in whomno raging storms can ever part.The holding in your handsthe carefully crafted book of your own.These are just some of the joysthat there are no words to fully express.They are feeling on you can feeland joys only you know.

we mark it with a special memorywe can call back any day.Through the years, we placemany more markers thereto recall in times of despair.They flood back the good timeswe’ve hadin order to help usback on our feet.The little markers filledwith love and joywe store inside our head.30 June 2008

Ifthe hills were alive with flowers only bowing their heads in a showerIfthe sun shone everyday the black clouds would go awayIf only ……

wishing all the timeour fantasy will come true.We find so much comfortin our fantasy dream wordthan we do in our realitythat we hope that one daywe can step out of this worldand step into that.Saying to ourselves that it would be betterthan the world we have,but just suppose we did that.Are we sure, it is…