The Ability To Take Pride In Your

Once You Know Who You Are, You Don't Have To Worry Anymore.

I Grow Old Though Pleased With My Memories The Tasks I Can No Longer Complete Are Balanced By The Love Of The Tasks Gone Past I Offer No Apology Only This Plea: When I Am Frayed And Strained And Drizzle At The End Please Someone Cut A Square And Put Me In A Quilt That I Might Keep Some Child Warm And Some Old Person With No One Else To Talk To Will Hear My Whispers And Cuddle Near

The Poet Can Only Write The Poems; It Takes The Reader To Complete The Meaning.

Poets Can Tell The Truth As They See It. It’s The Author’s Story, The Author’s Voice.

Photographers Direct The Eye Toward A Particular Object. We Who Write, One Hopes, Are Directing The Heart And The Soul.