A Fall from Grace
Is There a Word?
Is there a way to pinpoint our feelings?
Is there a word, a phrase, a song that will do the job?
You stood by me as I walked a road I had not walked.
You cleared the path ahead of us whenever it was blocked.
You are the breeze that follows the storm.
You make the air seem fresh and new.
The End of a Romance:
You Have Loved Me Well
Apple Tree Tale
A lthough he wasn’t Johnny Appleseed
He climbed an apple tree for me.
A slip of foot, tossed him to sky
And we both found he could not fly