True Silence
I have seen rain fall hard and dark with pain.I have heard weeping, what a thunderous sound --The thought that no more shall I lose or gain --My body lies still in the frosty moundYet still my soul walks through this world this lifeAs one who sees though none can see me backI see the world and all its hurt and strife --Perhaps this breath is not all that I lack --For those who cling to silence weeps my heart;For now that I have gone, I am forgot.My words and deeds have fallen all apart.The life I led became as all for naughtWhen I, convinced that living was a curse,I took my life and rode in a black hearse.

I often like to s...
I often like to sit in the little downtown courtyard of my town and listen to the fountain trickling, the people laughing, and the birds chirping. I like to watch the people too and see which people like to go to which stores. It’s not that I stalk people or anything, I just like to sit and observe them and wonder what their lives are like.About two years ago, a little paper boutique went in where the nail salon used to be. Its window was arrayed with pretty little birthday cards and photo albums, but on a display box in the center of the window stood a stunning gift bag. Thin silver thread adorned the gold body of the bag in a beautiful embroid