By Robert Frost Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.

My life is like a weaving between my God and me I do not choose the colors he works steadily Sometimes he weaves sorrow and I in foolish pride Forget he sees the upper and I the underside Not ’til the loom is silent and the shuttles cease to fly Will God unroll the canvas […]

By David Hedges I can’t forget that fateful day You had to leave, you went away A sadness filled me up inside Emotions that I could not hide Tears, they came, sadness too All my emotions just for you Time will heal so I was told But time could never fill this hole Here in […]