I grew up where boots met dirt, When the roosters crowed it was time to work. Until one day there was no porchlight, Just crickets chirping in the still of night.

Laughing children are different than silent. Soaring birds are different than perched. Rustling leaves are different than still. Rattling breaths are different than none [...]

There is a hospital bed in my living room. I hate it, yet all it carries is love. Everyday it grows taller as I seem to shrink. I sit beside it, trying to hold on, tryin[...]

The agony of labor ends! A golden hour to begin Little can she comprehend the situation she is in Fleeting thoughts of joy and peace melt into doubt, anxiety Her babe [...]