I never knew I loved my daughters so,
As I enjoy all of their actions,
That make me smile, fondly,
As they are remnants of me,
A feeling of pride overwhelms,
As parents carry the advantage,
Of being upbringers,
Of these beautiful souls,
Waiting to be molded into adults,
As we hope to take good care,
Of these gifts from God,
Who has loaned them kindly to us,
To be guided and protected,
From the evils of every form.
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
In the Whirlwind is a poetic storm that frees history from the cages of corruption and puts it in the hands of everyday people. Words are weaved into a new fashion statement that has nothing to do with runways but everything to do with projects!