Once a long
time ago I
went to Hell
to retrieve a
soul and bring
it safely home
a friend helped
the most startling
about Hell wasn’t
the fire but
its silent anguish
millions upon millions
of open mouths
screaming in despair
and my disbelief
in hearing nothing
Category: Family
LittleTree
Christmas trees
to me
are family
at least
while they
are visiting
telling stories
they remind
giving joy
they receive
our adoration
but then
they go
like most
relatives do
into obscurity
until next
year when
they will
visit again
BeaconBe
Be the beacon
allow others darkness
for they will
find your light
only when and
if they are
looking for it
remain yourself steady
a safe harbor
amongst their torrents
they either will
or they won’t
to the beacon
neither ever matters
BlockMoms
There was
this mom
who back
when I
was young
adopted every
neighborhood kid
that mom
that block
mom that
every single
kids mom
was one
of many
moms who
knew that
most of
us kids
never had
a mom
at home
at all
HolidayTime
Christmas is
an odd
time for
you give
new and
decorate with
old Christmas
is I
guess just
like life
new brings
hope and
old brings
their happiness
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 