• A Lost Sheep Comes Home

    My burden was so heavy, it seemed more than I could bear
    as I trudged down a lonely, lonely road
    No one anywhere seemed to care
    or offer to help me, or share my load... more »

  • For Those In My Care

    It is past nine o'clock at night
    In the halls we have dimmed the lights
    Over third there prevails an uneasy quiet
    No flash of lights, no ring of bell... more »

  • In Loving Memory Of Tina Annette

    God plucked a rose bud just at dawn, that had hardly
    shed the dew of birth
    Like a gentle breeze she was gone, ere she hardly
    touched the earth... more »