The Bell. The ships bell in the raging sea, calls out. The keeper of the lighthouse hears the call of the distressed. Hears the soulful sound of the lonely bell, watching, waiting, hoping, praying knowing the lighthouse is the only thing that can save the sinking vessel. All he can do is shine the light …
Dearest, You toddled over with your shock of curly hair, a broken doll in your hand and climbed up with a tear stained face and draped yourself over my lap. There is no space between us. You rode with reckless abandon down the street only to come to a crashing halt. With a skinned knee …
Dearest, I looked up and there you were, eyes I recognize from long ago. A bright genuine smile calling me closer to you. Already unsteady on my feet at seeing you I have to keep myself from running. Each breath pounding in my head, each step loud in my ears, time taking an eternity to …
