When I was in second grade, a dream came true: we got a dog. It was rather unexpected, but it was probably one of the
Category: Poetry
Joy of Morning
God’s love is like a morning, Arising in my soul. A perfect, constant dawning, So warm and wonderful. . Though the earthly night
Two Poems for Two Places
Driving across my home state of Arizona, I was struck not only by the differences between my Sonoran Desert home and White Mountain destination, but
