Born and raised in Muncie, IN, I'm is about as typical middle-America as they come. My 20 years in the U.S. Air Force, followed by another 15 as a DoD contractor, allowed me to live in several places in the States and overseas. After over 20 years in German and the UK—I hates moving—we settled in Oklahoma City where our 3 miniature Dachshunds allow us to live with them. I continues working for a major computer company under contract with a major airline manufacturer, which keeps me busy during the weekdays. Leaving my evenings and weekends for my writing and maintaining our home. Oh, and my major job of taking care of the pups.
Author of the Moose Ridge book series which the first book, Moose Ridge: Ending To Beginning' is available now.
I sat so merry in my abode
Loving hands around me
I dreamt of such glorious days
One day i would see
I remember the day I left
My room
I closed the door behind me
One quick look again
Then walked away
The room which would always remind me
The glorious days I had dreamt
I did merrily spent
How little did I then know
Life turns on a dime
My room is now not as it was
When I closed the door
Behind me
My room now is a prison
But not how one would invision
It is one of sorrow and grief
Sadness burns into the bare walls
I catch my breath
And weep
Why did thou'st doth betray?
The room which once embraced me
I ask with riddled heart
Jagged and torn
Which wicked riddles have I thus sought?
I sit still
I am now my room
No dreams as once before
I age before my open door
In my room long ago
I sat merrily in my loving abode
Loving hands did hold me
All gone
My room and myself
Now one
Two thrust to be together
Forever
Alone