When I lay my head down tonight it will be with peace in my heart.…
Tag: poetry
I remember the wild bird store,the model train store.What happened to the wild bird store,the…
Screaming children are the soundtrack to my day. Serenading with unending songs of innocent needs.…
There was a timewhen life wasall upward trajectory.When the future was a clear destination.Now I…
The moment was over as joyous crowds were reintroduced to stark reality by the death…
Among growing division in drive-thru nationthe cacophony of overhearddining room conversations gave way to echoes…
I remember hearing a Virginia Woolf quote years ago on how writing was a sort…
The following is an excerpt from my new book Songs of Dreams and Creativity which…
David Huzzard Writes 