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I try to tell you
of what I do,
to better your life
as I listen to
the girl that I married;
one that I adore.
Please let her live
many years more.

Camano Island, WA

I sit here in the chair
with my hands to my head.
I wonder why, in this land
that fate brought pain to thee.
I relish every moment,
we have in this, our life
and dread the day that it is gone,
for you are my inspiration
of what I now do.
What will I be without you?

A bright Moon,
silver orb in
the Southwestern sky,
watching the Earth
as clouds pass by.
What stories you'd tell,
if there was a way,
to hear all the words,
there were to say.
Please, oh please
tell us
for we want to know,
the secrets you hold
within that silver glow.

It's a strange World we live in,
Full of truths and of some lies,
That may appear quite different
When seen through another's eyes.

A World of great frustration
Or of a lover's sighs.
No matter, what your thought,
We all must now realize,
We are all quite different,
But it should not be a surprise,
That we are all the same
When seen through our God's eyes.

The beauties were dug from a package of Perennial seeds, after they
bloomed. I dug out the root and dredging in hormone powder and potting.
Now I will transfer to a spot in the garden.

Who inspires you?

I'm lucky enough to have quite a few amazing people in my life, not the least of whom is Chelsea Farmer. Her raw honesty and perseverance are a constant motivation to be the best version of myself.

Lady, you're a boss 👏 👏 👏