~A song got me thinking.... When someone leaves us at the end of their life, it's hard to regret not getting the chance to let them know what they meant to you before they went. Though it's mostly for my own benefit, I wanted to remind my father of what…
[I wrote this a while back around Yule-time.] I'm often reminded in December of a special winter season in which I was lucky enough to perform in a play that has become rather meaningful to me. Though some would debate how well this particular play was written, the adaptation of…
[We were living in Bensalem when I wrote this. Working at another job that was a poor fit for who I was.] Sitting here, listening to you snore softly in your bed. I forget all of the things that made today hard for me: Gone is the voice of my…