Small Stone #5:
Weariness invades my body
Tired beyond beliefe
From driving, and sitting, and waiting
Hours on end for answers
When silence visits, sits with me
Like an old dear friend
Sleep becomes my mantra.



Small Stone #6:
This year did not start off as planned
Within the first few days of new beginnings
Chaos reigned supreme
The unfathomable happens, but I welcome
Each day with open arms, open heart,
A day of miracles because it's given as a
Gift to be cherished.