What is the Sky?

“A beautiful sky--a beautiful blue--is a dream come true and a call to peace.” c e hollis A Scroll With God's writing His calligraphy Scrawled across unlined paper. A Book Written with the ink of love He reads to me Morning, noon and night. A Letter From His heaven that lands In my mailbox Addressed... Continue Reading →

Christmas Cactus  By Elece Hollis She's called a cactus––but has no spines; She speaks between her graceful lines. She isn't fir or coned´pine. At Christmas time. She isn't Poinsettia bright Not Amaryllis––that's alright!  She bows her head––shy––out of sight At Christmas time.  She brightens up the room each year; Comes to bring us all good... Continue Reading →

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