You are my life: there’s no divide
Hard words could cause or temper bring
I love you more than being or thing
On earth was ever loved: inside
The soil of every angry scene
A new seed sends shoots, fresh and green
Good year, 1996
Sometimes everything is grace
Sunday evening after dinner
My love plays – talent’s in her...
Thank you for the daffodils
Standing in their pewter vase
Pointing to heaven and the stars...