Biscuits & Gravy/The Conjurer

Happy Grandparents Day (September 11)! This poem is in honor of my formidable and magical Grandma Hatfield….❤️

Mountains Holding Up the Sun

I remember this (Ft. Myers, FL, 1999) for Dad

This poem took a few weeks to come together, since it meant so much to me. It’s about the last time I saw my father, at his house in Florida, before he passed away. It was a magical visit. I will always remember it. I hope you like this poem, and that is resonates with

Deep-rooted

Iron Man

I never knew my Grandpa Hatfield. But I have imagined what he must have been like….       (Photo from all4desktop.com)