25 years ago, 168 people were killed when a bomb exploded in a federal building in Oklahoma City. The anniversary of the OKC bombing made me think about those who are left behind after tragedy. Their pain doesn’t disappear. It lingers, forever. Continue reading No Return Address
She was made in Tennessee, and she saved me. Continue reading She Saved Me
For him, your love is just stolen loot. For me it’s a slipper missing Cinderella’s foot. Continue reading Damn Glass Shoe
When you’ve got a broken heart, there’s nothing stronger than George Strait. But when it’s time to make a new start, you’ve got to switch to Kenny. Continue reading Switching to Kenny
I hope it isn’t showing when she asks “Well…How’s it going?” What in the hell am I going to say? I don’t eat, I don’t sleep, and I no longer pray, but outside of that I’m doing okay. Continue reading I’m Doing Okay
“That’s why I’ve never held more of Oklahoma, then I have in Moore, Oklahoma” Continue reading In Moore, Oklahoma
The sun rises over the dark. the old burns in the fire, new ashes find a spark, and a rose blooms on barbed wire Continue reading A Rose Blooms on Barbed Wire
