My son brought home an early Father’s Day gift,a rock he painted as a craft.I…
Tag: poetry
On the night of the Winter Solstice a traveler stops in the woods to watch…
In this season of sacrifice, amidst a world torn asunder, I turn my voice upon…
There was a school shooting nearby yesterday. Two children killed, four others wounded.It couldn’t crack…
Steam from the previous night’s thunderstorm drifted to join the clouds on the morning that…
It is tough getting older. Consider this, at another time in my life I would…
David Huzzard Writes 