We are building sand castles
The only real question is
How surprised will you be when the wave comes
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The truth is in the context. My context involves packing lunches, pushing vegetables, making beds, washing clothes, lots of singing and dancing, and pretending to hunt Bison. This blog is where I report my truth ... often in verse, seldom in rhyme, and never meant to be vocalized.
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- A Moment
- Magic
- laughing at the gas face
- Asteroids, Ice Cream, and Nate Dogg
- In my own hands
- Building the Great Wall of China
- In Search of Clarity
- There's his dad
- The Ignorance of Bliss
- A Rainy Summer Day
- Connections
- Sleepover at Grammy's house
- The importance of living through it
- Of Cronkite, Nureyev, Plato, and Parental Expectat...
- Domesticated Me
- That's why I have two arms
- Tasting the Magic - Explained
- Kindergarten
- A Child's Place
- My Wife Poem: Nearing Nine
- Writing a Poem
- My Daughter Poem at Five
- Clarity
- Life on the Beach
- A Vision of Beauty
- He Screams
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