Poetry: “Season Three… another year, wrapped under the tree…”

Season Three …another year, wrapped under the tree. ——————————————————————–   Tis’ the third season has come and the traveling winds have whispered through the winds of change…   I once was there, in a fog of darkness and despair… and now I stand here, near the branches of the trees, where the air has become

Life on Pause: Waiting for the Magic

It is hard getting older… and those of you who are older than me – will tell me that I am still quite young and laugh at me – saying how I have so much life yet to live . Although, I will tell you- there are days that I feel much older than my