Find Peace with a Haiku Walk

I have been doing a lot more reading lately and had almost forgotten how good it feels. The influx of new information and stories are such a healing thing for your soul, especially when you are facing stress or feel like you have been stuck in a rut. I have been reading all kinds of things…

The Scent of the Roses

Let Fate do her worst, there are relics of joy, Bright dreams of the past, which she cannot destroy; Which come in the night-time of sorrow and care, And bring back the features which joy used to wear. Long, long be my heart with such memories filled! Like the vase in which roses have once…

The Little White Hearse

The Little White Hearse Somebody’s baby was buried to-day— The empty white hearse from the grave rumbled back, And the morning somehow seemed less smiling and gay As I paused on the walk while it crossed on its way, And a shadow seemed drawn o’er the sun’s golden track. Somebody’s baby was laid out to…