April 8, 2026
I had to take some more steps
to learn when conflicts challenge,
tossing a few rose petals
is worthy of recall.
March 13, 2026
My father carried a black bag
bulging with the magic of his trade —
powders, ointments, penicillin pills —
to coax an ailing patient back to life.
But at home, where doctors cleanse their minds…
February 17, 2026
When the sky was a home for kites, not rocket strikes, we searched for rainbows, not for bursts of fire...
August 20, 2025
When Lillibell climbed onto the moon,
we thought we’d never find her.
She’d vanished uncountable times before
but never ignored the wind’s moaning.
November 5, 2024
My friend lives among numbers. They stand at her door in unwavering lines
guarding and guiding her time. She knows every date in the history book...