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I sit on a stool.
I sit on a chair.
My head is spinning
with words everywhere.
Words that will pour,
from this aged brain
are still sitting here
and will remain,
as long as I write,
as fast as I can
to capture the words,
where they began.

Why am I here?
What can I do,
to ease this transition,
we're going through?

So excited to have Riveting Roses in the gallery’s front window. Perfect for Valentines Day! ❤️ 30”x40”. #abstractfloral #abstractart #roses #loveflowers #valentinesday

You slip away slowly,
not hearing what I say
as your memory fails
both week and day.

Dark clouds of evening,
blot out the light.
There is no moon on this
dark shadowed night.

Rain with wind
surrounds us now
splattered sidewalks

No more will I sleep in our bed.
No more will I lay my weary head
Upon the pillow, lying next to thee,
For what it is, soon will be
Over no matter what I say
Now I must continue to pray.

Long live the wolves in our life,
that are aggressors every day,
who pursue all the victims
who ever passes their way.