"Go Softly" was written in February 2000 after my brother, Sam, was killed while working as a flagger for the Washington State Department of Transportation.

Sam left behind a much beloved wife and four incredible  children.  

We all miss Sam terribly.  I wrote this so I could let him go.  Because in spite of our desperate grief, his time here was done.

Sam, we miss you every day.

Go Softly...

Go softly now,
On wings of wind,
With steps that leave
No trail in the morning dew.

Drift quietly away,
And join the light
That burns my heart
And sears my soul.

Lift up and fly!
And tarry not,
But leave the pain
And vanish from this heavy place.

Go softly now
On wings of wind,
Reach out and touch
Eternal Light awaiting your sweet soul.

I had many opportunities to let my brother  know I was thinking of him. Too often, I let those opportunities pass.  Are you thinking of someone special right now? Let them know. You won't regret it. 
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Hectic Year

'Twas the month after Christmas, the year just begun,
The presents were opened, toys broken, food gone.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But notes from the Masters – Sirs Roebuck and Sears.
And one from that Frenchman, Monsieur J. C. Penn-ay
And another one here labeled "Lé K-Marché'"....A Hectic Year

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Faith....

I worked for thirteen years for the one of the best government agencies in the state. Politics being what they are, our state's leadership changed and my boss was replaced. 

When she came to tell me it was time I moved on, I was relieved. But after thirteen years, there was still some residual pain.


(with apologies to E. A. Poe)

Once upon a winter dreary,
Rain and Sleet and Snowy flurry,
Driving rain (and driving in it),
Wasting not a single minute,
In my flight to work and worry,
Where my new Boss had such a fury,
Over words spoke true, but hasty,
Quoth this Mother, "Nevermore!"

......Faith

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