I live in a world of kindly bears, singing frogs, and talking dogs. A world free of strife and politicians, who care only of their own convictions. A place where wars and cars and guns have not been known. Where everyone is truly kind and gentle - caring friends - where the seeds of love have grown. A place where wild roses grow and gentle brooks and rivers flow. Let me tell you of my quest to this promised land. Would you care to go along? Take me by the hand.
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Stories and Poems Written from the Garden
PoetryA friend of mine suggested that instead of organizing what I write chronologically that I do so by topic. This book contains short stories and poems written from the garden.