In the empty of the evening In the remnants of the day When my head was half deciding That fatigue would have its way, I could hear the bamboo singing Like it did before the storm And though a north wind blew, My heart surrendered to the warm. In the solace of the evening WhenContinue reading “The Old Green Bridge Was Green Again”
Author Archives: Rhonda Lee Richoux
In Memory of Ray
In Loving Memory of Raymond Wayne Blankenship February 13, 1984 – October ?, 2017 Don’t be troubled by my absence, Though I know it brings you sorrow. It was time for me to go, and I Was not meant for tomorrow. I am resting in His mercy, I am healing by His grace. I’ll beContinue reading “In Memory of Ray”
Mother
Your laughter was my first happy memory, and when I fled the womb and heard it full, it filled my soul and became the song of life! What a life you gave me! I heard your angel voice singing every day as you cleaned the house. I saw you smile at every new thing yourContinue reading “Mother”
Summer’s End
Today is the last day of the last weekend of my summer vacation. I work at an elementary school, so I get a nice break every year when school is out. This summer, however, didn’t turn out quite as I had planned. Marked by family and friends passing, and taking care of friends and familyContinue reading “Summer’s End”
Elijah Fox
Elijah discovers old artillery at Docville Farm.
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