A poem … Autumn is a time when things do perish and the new becomes old and worn out.
September, 2014
Time brings people together or lets them drift apart
Take my hand,
Yours in mine,
As we walk among
The shadows of time…
The News – Really?
It is interesting how we have “progressed” if you can call it that, in how we are provided the news. There is something to be said for more voices being heard and more viewpoints shared, but the bias and vitriol that is present today seems to fill every page and broadcast…