DAVID'S POETRY
His poetry
Is right there,
At his fingertips,
In his fingertips.
His poetry is delicious,
Molto delizioso!
THANK YOU, DAVID,
For sharing your soul food
With us.
AN EASTER POEM: IT IS TIME
We are born to love and be loved. Our brain is literally wired for love. But it doesn't take much for us to begin protecting ourselves from love. It begins very early, sometimes from the beginning. We are all imperfect parents, and sometimes we unwittingly abandon our children, sometimes with the good intentions of teaching them life's lessons, not knowing that the lesson we teach is to protect yourself from love. As parents, in a moment of frustration, we have all said something like, "After all the terrible things you said to me, including that you hate me, and now, you want me to give you a hug? Really? Maybe tomorrow!" I know, for myself, my almost 70 year journey continues. I continue to learn how deeply I have buried my heart and my soul to protect them both from what seems to be the pains of love. The reality is that love is not painful. Love is wonder filled. But by the time we get to a place in our life when we can experience mature love
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