His Hands

"A good father will leave his imprint on his daughter for the rest of her life."James C. Dobson  His HandsBy Elece HollisAs we harvested the grapes for jelly-makingI took photos of his hands;I wanted never to forget those hands,How they looked in my mind's eye.The photos shocked me—rocked meNever would I have thought those handsHad already... Continue Reading →

Wedding Day

All your life you dream;All your life you wait,UntilOne dayYou fall in love.Life begins afreshWith a wedding day.Like a movie's end,A movie that Changes your heart,With musicThat sinks into your soul;Music that insists You stayListening In the emptying theaterTo hear the last Sweet note,Before going out into The alteredEvening.Life begins with the end of Waiting.

Tomato Bowl

How many fruits have filled this bowl? How many tomatoes? How many applesWere peeled into it's curves?Golden honey-scented pears?How many green beans were servedWith new potatoes? Sliced sugary peaches?Ears of yellow corn? Savory vegetable soup?How many slices of cantaloupe? Blackberries?I wonder whose bowl it was before it was mine?Did she use it to mix a cakeBatter for... Continue Reading →

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