“Child at War” by Mark Bles
What would you do if your life was completely shaken? What if your country was taken over by foreign enemies who have no respect for life or freedom? What would...
What would you do if your life was completely shaken? What if your country was taken over by foreign enemies who have no respect for life or freedom? What would...
One of my passions is Hebrew. It’s a little difficult for me to put into words what the Hebrew language means to me, but I am going to try. I feel it is i...
I fingered impatiently with the folds of my dark green, flower-printed dress, looked at the interesting yellow lines criss-crossing the large room’s red c...
The Apache Nation has their roots buried deep in the dry, red soil of the southwestern United States. Their roots flourished and grew, even though the land was ...
Something in the sky looks promising In a strange and marvelous way Something in the sky looks promising And it brightens up my day Something in the sky Shows ...
I am waiting for the morn To break into the night I am waiting for the morn The dawn’s bright early light Patience and peace shall get me through This still and...
Today a poem of mine called “A Chance” was featured on my sister’s blog: Sisters On Our Knees. (It is a very nice blog, by the way!) Here is t...
I know this does not fit the theme of most of my posts, but one of my friends suggested I do a post about the Regency ball we had on October 22. It was held at ...