Dawn
The sight of the sun rising always fills me with promise and hope even in dark times. As Derek Wolcott puts it in this poem: I may have...
Dawn
A Reminder
Living With Change
The Shape of Hope
Because We Spill More Than Milk
Swallowed with Fresh Hope
Look to This Day!
Finding Balance Amid Stunning Violence and Beauty
A Much Needed Reminder
Hope is the Thing With Feathers, #314