The sort of poetry I seek resides in objects man can't touch.
A compliment is something like a kiss through a veil.
To give thanks in solitude is enough. Thanksgiving has wings and goes where...
A mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.
One is not idle because one is absorbed. There is both visible and invisible...
Live life fully while you're here. Experience everything. Take care of...
Anybody can make a difference and be a voice for the voiceless.
I had to make my own living and my own opportunity! But I made it!...
