Kindness wrapped around your heart
Simplicity so dear
Gentleness bathed in beauty
God has brought you here.
You smother me with your love
Chase my blues away
Even though I’m often silent
I am grateful every day.

Sharing Personal History One Life at a Time
Kindness wrapped around your heart
Simplicity so dear
Gentleness bathed in beauty
God has brought you here.
You smother me with your love
Chase my blues away
Even though I’m often silent
I am grateful every day.

Replays and repeats are useless
For the invitation was made.
This unimagined thing
Safely harbored
It kept on growing
Ate up all the room.
It beckons you to join her
With her fanciful delights.
I hope you will remember me
Undercover of a moonless night.

Drawn out and away
What I mean to say
Entangled in your web.
I cannot find a way
Impediments filter true feeling
Across a sky so gray.
Mockingbirds
Listen and learn
Perhaps a lesson lingers here.
Sound is merely a sound
Until it collects and comes together
To make music only we can hear.
“Harmony is key,” she said.
That’s where the truth is at.

Thoughtless dribble
Filter out the noise
Calamity toils and turns
Spinning wheels
A reverent hum
The making of political war.
Endless notifiers
Drowning lives
Seek to clarify positions left and right
Swirled into a brazen tornado
A never ending fight.
Choose me…..
Choose you…..
Such yucky goo.
Surely there must be light in the end.

My dearest heart
Spoke to me
Painful words
The untruth of it all filling his head.
No words could I speak
The silence killing us both or maybe me
I want you so…..now
I wanted you then
I scream and scream inside my head.
But he can’t feel it.
I feel that he can’t.
I keep the silence between us.
What words could take all that away?
For a brief moment
He comes into view
I catch the voice of the person I once knew.
I hear all that he is…..
My heart misses…..
Oh, how I miss……
His kiss
His hands
His feet
The smile in his voice
His presence
The spring in his step
His cuddles
The rainwater that falls from his face at night
His smell
His beautiful legs
His style
His grace
His music
His words only for me
His presence
His laugh
His writing
His excitement
His cheer
I miss loving him and he loving me
Oh, to walk free.
To love him
Truly, love him
His hand in mine
Surrendering.
Wild trees
Twisted turn
Beasts that have no name.
Flowing brooks
And reading nooks
Coupled against the green.
Paths that cross
Blue covered moss
Strikes against the shade.
Loveliness is spoken here
Silence knows no bounds
Kindness grows
And true love shows
All that can be found.

Countless miles I walked with you
Beneath a cloud filled sky
Sunshine and kisses
Sandy feet
A twinkle in your eye.
At night the breeze of the ocean kissed my shoulders
You silently drew me near
Whispering sweet nothings
That only I could hear.
I remember baby turtles slept in the distance
Everything was devoid of light
Except for the love between us
On that wondrous peaceful night.

If I could rearrange the scene
And paint the background gray
Then spin around three dozen times
It might make sense today.
But as it is
It’s drawn and tattered
A small rip at the seam
I swear I almost bumped my head
Against the ceiling beam.
For dreams are laid on golden paths
At least that’s what they say
No matter
I’ll just take my time
And see where my dreams lay.

The demolition of the McMorran mansion on Military Street has left a stain on the Port Huron community. 50 years later the topic is still discussed. The vacant lot serves as a shrine of our mourning. Make no mistake about it, we are not the only ones who cared about the passing of this architectural masterpiece of the past. Henry McMorran cared greatly about the aesthetics of his residence and its upkeep too. In fact, on his death in July of 1929, there was work being done on the home. His final estate expenses included payment to W.J. Scott, contractor and builder, for general labor and parts and to J.A. Davison Co. for gallons of paint the colors of mahogany, red, dark slate and moss green.
Read moreNo footsteps sound
Only rock and trees
Mixed with rhododendron
Delicate pink and white everywhere
The path deeper and darker
The mist so heavy
Clinging in my hair
The beckoning sound of water
Draws me near
Louder and louder
Opening to reveal your beauty
Nestled amongst the sunshine of God’s space
I will never forget you or this day!


