#peace
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Cooksville Creek
a wooded area with a little creekcaptures the imagination of a childa day’s solace could be foundor tears hidden away from inquisitive eyes.even death visits and speaksnot yet childso endurance is the day’s lesson. laughter fades when the streetlights come… Continue reading
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Logic Harnessed
With all the crap that the world is going through, with all the challenges and controversial rhetoric that seeks to seal our doom I remain optimistic about our future. I believe there is someone out there like my grand mother.… Continue reading
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Christmas Letter 2025
The Canadian Spirit When the diminishing light has finally diedand cold has gripped the landscape;the first star will appearas frost forms upon the window. We Canadians take a breath of winter lifestepping upon fallen snow.The evening star lights our path… Continue reading
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Where Angels Rest Their Wings
by Michael Plante I dream of a place where angels rest their wings.A place where stars fall from abovelanding upon the hands of grace.Each star wished upon and blown back to the heavenstwinkling in the night skyas dreamers rest in… Continue reading
The Poet's House 