Life on Pause: Joy to the World

  Halloween has come and gone… The turkey has been ate and the leftovers have been fixed… So what comes  next? …Mistletoe and holly… Christmas spirit and silent nights… The holidays are upon us…again. Every year, as I get older, Christmas gets a little harder… The roughest Christmas was the first one after I lost

Poem: May I have this dance?

May I have this dance? I stand here in the corner, in some type of foggy trance. May I have this dance? It’s been awhile, since I have been given the chance. In the dark, under the sparkling lights, My mind races back, trying to find that magical spark. May I have this dance? The

Not Forgotten

In a wondrous moment Of pale moonlight, A’sale , still feeling quite Like a freighted young child, Hid beneath the long wicked branches Of an overgrown  rusty old tree. A’sale was lost in a moment, Left behind, Somewhere in a once forgotten Moment, had lost her mind, No matter how hard she tried, That memory