
I was once a sapling, No, I didn’t say a sap; Brightly new, tender and green Like a gift without its wrap. Straight and true all day Reaching toward the sun, Always standing upright When each day was … Continue reading
I was once a sapling, No, I didn’t say a sap; Brightly new, tender and green Like a gift without its wrap. Straight and true all day Reaching toward the sun, Always standing upright When each day was … Continue reading
Is there any other time of the year that brings to mind so many memories as the season of Christmas? I am and always have been fascinated with all things past, enjoyed history as a child and loved … Continue reading