Monday, August 11, 2008

what insurmountable hurdles could she have crossed

what unfathomable miseries were her way tossed

were walls surrounding her blocking her way

so much that she could not face another day

the little girl in her driveway no longer playing ball

the house so empty only whispers in the hall

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greetings! i have managed to incorporate my eternal woodstock nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga...waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. sketching, watercolor painting,poetry and photography are my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from living with a chronic illness, i have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance.