A lazy Saturday morning, as waves crash on the shore,

Watching as anchors are lifted, in search of something more,

Wind arches within snow white sails, pushing the craft to sea,

Cut from the bonds which captured it, longing now to be free.

The days of summer are waning, the leaves are turning red,

Soon ice will form on the water, the boats then put to bed,

We leave this glorious season replaced with cold and snow,

And wait again ’til spring arrives, when waters once more flow.




As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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