Hey brother, hey sister It is January 8th and the cold of Winter is upon me. The slowness of January allowed me to remember friends alive and gone. Today I remember young men… Continue reading →
Amazing poetry by a talented writer.
Looking for my Agnes Hemingway wrote of his Agnes. A love, who saved him and left him. Hemingway learn. Love in war, just gifts of the survivors. We must go home. Took J.… Continue reading →