Tonight, the candle keeps its gentle vigil, burning for two, though only I sit near.
Guarding Memories with Light: A Poetic Reflection
Tag: Poetry
W A Y S F A
Across the years, your voice has been a place my thoughts return to — soft, steady, familiar, a warmth that never slipped away.
The Gift of Friendship: A Journey Through Time
It began with a book that arrived in 1999, and the friendship that never left.
Ghosts to Carry, Stories to Keep 