Passing Stories

Winter's alluring angel beckoned me, offering me freedom and comfort. I willingly went to her, my wants lay bare.  Strangely, the bitter cold did not sting. Her fingertips set my flesh ablaze. What was dormant now sprang to life. She enveloped me, whispering, "A new spring awaits. Do not fear."  I found sanctuary within her cradling arms. The snow melted on the ground beneath us, revealing promising new buds. Her lips sto...

Leather clad knuckles rap the bar. Irish Jack grabs the whisky and pours a shot. "How ya be, Bill? Good week?" "Got those bastard Darcy boys, but they're thin shit for the miles rid. Need me some tender mercy tonight. Fanny free?" "Always for ya, Bill. Likes the way your Colt hangs, eh?" "Somethin' like that." Up the stairs, the door squeeks open. She's propped up on the bed, dressed in her flouncy working gown. Gloves an...

Though you cannot hold me, I'm with you anyway; God had special plans for me, I got my wings today.   I did not want to leave you, but no longer could I stay; My time on Earth was over and I had to go away.   I'll be watching over you, do not be dismayed; I'm safely up in Heaven, I got my wings today.   I love you very dearly, in so very many ways; We'll be reunited when you get your wings someday.  

I love you, Mom, don't shed a tear, Please know that I am always near.   I'm never farther than a thought away, I'm with you every night and day.   I am the kiss of the morning dew, I am God's creature that watches you.   I am the flicker of the lightning bug, And the evening breeze? That is my hug.   I am the twinkle of every star, To remind you that I'm never far.   So when you feel you can't make it through, Just look...

There’s this old tree stump out in the woods behind my house that I love to sit on. I first found it, at least, twenty years ago and sitting there has brought me much enjoyment for many seasons. When one takes the time to look, there are many wonders constantly taking place in the forest.Parts of the stump are long since rotted away, but there’s enough of the heart left to afford me a good place to sit and ponder the comp...

The sadness in her eyes,Tell a thousand stories,Of a million lies.The hurt that she felt,That woman so weary,Doesn't show however hard you look.As she washes her hands the water runs clean,Though after all the deceit that she has befallen,It amazes.She only buys singles in stations,Because she never wants to go back,Back to where she's been.The station woman stands,Her headscarf and dark, dark clothes,Allow her and her be...

It has been one year to the day since you left us,You took your life and fled,You moved to somewhere better,I hope you're settled there instead.The people you left behind miss you,They shed a tear for you each day,Some aren't quite sure why you left them,But know for you that its better this way.But though I know it is a year,I cannot help but think,You serve to us as a reminder,To show how quickly time goes.You were the...