I cannot help,
But feel strange,
Travelling through,
The various stages,
That life presents me,
With the passing of Time.
Physical growth takes over;
I was once a child,
As I remember,
Every now and then,
Only a blink away,
Yet whilst looking
Into mine own daughters' eyes,
I feel strange again.
I search for mine own,
And see,
My child,
A remnant of me,
An adult tomorrow,
And me an eldered fuss,
Awaiting my pass,
To the Here-After.
Five years have passed. The sequel to the award-winning Chapel of Eternal Love, this book revisits the same couples in the first book, and where the lives have taken them since they left the altar at The Chapel of Eternal Love
Hearts of Gold
Synopsis
by
Frank P. Whyte
Portland, Oregon is known as the City of Roses. Of course that’s an odd name for a city whose mere mention conjures images of driving winds and torrential ra
In a post-coup America, an Illinois farm boy is drawn into the resistance by his brother's death. Captured, he is given a choice: betray his friends, or the girl he loves will be lobotomized.
Love, JC xoxoxo