...it's always somebody's fault - I blame you for my helpless love - do you think I chose this? Your beauty compelled me...
...each heart is made of a different stone - no two feel alike nor break the same way ...
...everything I treasure is broken - it's of no use to anybody but me...
...here's what I've learned - people will hurt you, but you don't have to respond - not every mean comment or cruel act deserves to be noticed ...
...at dawn, the grains of sleep turn to floating black spots, then out of focus the world tilts, and the cat scratches at the door...
...at morning, I'm unruffled - I'll sit with my tea and Muse Cat beside me and listen to the soft chime of the grandfather clock...
...why is my cat a Muse? the cat has the rare grace of never saying a word too much― Mark Twain ...that's why ...
...today there are bars of light on the rug, but Muse Cat prefers his tomato box where he can dream in private...
...at some point we must achieve our identity -we can't be always in adolescence seeking who we are...
...you have changed everything for me- you rearranged the furniture and now you've changed the view from my window!...
...they say a reformed roue makes the best husband, but, Oh! Didn't they tell you? Monsters can't be reformed...
...I didn't want you flawless - I have a bare wall at home that's flawless - I wanted your character trapped in the amber of your skin...
...little children adore me - I'm a Troll Tamer and they know it!...
...thinking about laughing with 2 yr old Findlay today - Dostoyevsky was right, “The soul is healed by being with children.” ...
...it took me a lifetime of glimpses, but now I see you completely - did I tell you you're beautiful? so kind to animals, children and me...
...who would have known the dark eyes staring into mine would become our children's eyes...?
...freshly cut Christmas trees smelling of stars and snow and pine resin - inhale deeply and fill your soul with wintry night...
Deb and I were married on a snowy night - wind cross-wove a veil of snow for her then threw confetti at us as we left the lighted church...