The sound of sobbing came over the line and a hurried mumble that was impossible to understand. “Lizanne, I can’t hear what you’re saying. What’s wrong?” I asked. She spoke in a hoarse whisper, “Ned, you’ve got to come to the old church right now! It’s Daisy. She’s got me tied up. She’s going to […]
Oct 25, 2021
The Sentinel
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The oak tree is a sentinel, keeping watch over houses and people spread out below it. The tree has seen many changes. The busy street alongside it was once a dirt track. A farm wagon, a horse and buggy or a rider on horseback occasionally went by. Many other trees surrounded the oak in those […]
Oct 24, 2021
The Old Horse Swing
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The Old Tire Horse The old tire swing that resembles a horse Hangs under the tall maple tree. The children no longer climb onto his back And he looks a bit lonely to me. At one time my girl rode into the wind On make-believe trips through the town. She needed a boost to get […]
