3 Little Birds

    Rise up this mornin’Smiled with the risin’ sun Three little birds Pitch by my doorstepSingin’ sweet songsOf melodies pure and trueSaying’, (“This is my message to you”) Singing’ “Don’t worry...

What the Day Didn’t Break

    Losing something isn’t failure.But it doesn’t always feel like that. There are days the bed isn’t made.Days the chair stays pulled out.Days the dishes are untouched. You don’t have to be remembered.Still – work without naming it.Even if no...