Poem: Spring

Poem: Spring

Saw a Robin today Bright yellow flowers Gonna make it Have wood soaking rains Wet spring Green grass Trees green Running up Turkey Mountain. World Too small Twenty-two hour flight Virus there Now here Wrapped in silver tube. T.V. talking head Have cabin fever Travel...
Hero’s Bridge brings veterans to the farm

Hero’s Bridge brings veterans to the farm

During hot summer days, respite can be found beneath the mature tree limbs in George’s Garden where the air still flows. The dappled sunlight falls through the leaves onto the lawn. The chorus of summer insects rings loudly from the fields. Breathe deeply the scent of...