Were you there?

Remember, the time of year when the future appears like a blank sheet of paper a clean calendar, a new chance. On thick white snow You vow fresh footprints then watch them go with the wind’s hearty gust. Fill your glass. Here’s tae us. Promises made to be broken, made to last. by Jackie Kay […]

The Road Not Taken Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And, sorry I could not travel both and be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; . Then took the other, just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, […]