By Jann Cobb There’s a hole in the bucket, dear Liza, dear Liza, There’s a hole in the bucket, dear Liza, There’s a hole. Then fix it dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry, Then fix it dear Henry, dear Henry,…
By Suzy Winter My grandmother – small in stature, tall in faith, fire in her soul, my best friend. The summer of my 3rd grade year, she moved in with us. Her children stated that “she’s too old to live…
By Lisa Grant I’m sitting here today contemplating heaven. I thinking about what it might be like, but I’m also wondering what will be like. I know I will have a new body, one that is not susceptible to sickness,…
by JoAnn Crane I am in a lush green garden, with the sound of a gentle breeze blowing through the leaves of the trees. The air is sweet smelling and the sun is warm on my skin. It is the most…
By Mariel Davenport When I was about 6 years old, I took ballet lessons, like most little girls with big dreams. I loved the tu-tus, the leotards and the shoes. It didn’t take long for me to realize there was…