Discover the Value of Writing for Healing and Hope!
One of the beautiful things about living this life without is how we have the freedom to help others without. What a sad world it would be if we kept all knowledge to ourselves---all nuggets of wisdom, all beads of hope, all glimpses of truth. The beauty is that in our despair we seek and do find life-giving morsels along the way to share with others.
Trees
Here's a poem my 10 year daughter wrote about her uncle(Timmy Reber), who became a homicide victim on Feb 10th 2012.
Birthday for My Boy in Heaven
This birthday find me
where the dragonfly meets
with the enchanting moon
on spun threads of gold
under willow limbs,
where crickets and frogs play.
I Mention Him
Not to make you uncomfortable,
He's my son, I should be able to talk about him.
Not to dwell,
He will forever be my son, part of my life, my heart.
Not to make you feel guilty,
He is a child just like your own, but he's in Heaven.
Not to bring you down,
It brings me joy to speak of him fondly.
Not to get attention,
