It’s My Birthday

It’s my birthday and I can cry if I want to. It is my birthday but so far, no tears. Instead a realization of another year to add to all the others that have piled up over time. What is a birthday? A place in time that marks how many trips the earth has rotatedContinue reading “It’s My Birthday”

Who Joe Was To Me

Who was Joe to me? An independent soul that only wanted to live each day his way A man that appreciated the little gestures of others A fixer of things and an eagerness to share his talents with neighbors A gentleman with a sweet smile and a kind gesture towards others An artist who skippedContinue reading “Who Joe Was To Me”