Never could I whistle, and never did time allow for my goodbyes to all the children I ever loved.
Category: Bereaved Parents
Roadside: A Corrie Poem
Pull off on the road side where I pick six Tiger Lillies growing between the state park and the paved road with holes careful drivers swerve around.
A Corrie Poem: Lightning Bugs
When I see the lightning bugs from your desk and window, I wonder if there are lightning bugs up where angels fly.
A Reflection on Military Members Lost
Less than two months after Corrie's graduation to heaven, I thought about my great grandmother, and her loss of her oldest son, Marshall.
A Reflection on the Person who Inspired my Strength
Never make a decision in the dark. Wait for the dawn to come.
How We Remember Corrie
Corrie’s First Angel Anniversary Poem: Some Kingdoms
Sometimes we will heart the tap of shoes and giggles long after footsteps walk through the grove, the store, or sidewalks they know.
Why I Chose The Lord of the Dance for Corrie
Because my daughter lives in me, and she is a "life that'll never, never die."
The Mothers We Need to Remember: A Poem
This poem is written for the mothers we sometimes forget on Mother's Day.
“If I Call You Juliet” Published in The Walled City Journal
I hope you will celebrate and laugh with me now in the spirit of Corrie as my poem "If I Call You Juliet" has been published by "The Walled City Journal."