USA I spent most of my endeavors taking care of my family and rearing two sons. Today I have two fine sons, and it is because of them I express myself through my creative writing. My youngest son Timothy inspired me and my eldest son Sean gave me direction. I feel a joy only a child can give. The Realness of you is not always expected Acceptance is not always easy to find.
Truth is stranger than fiction.
The River Time Stands Still in a Picture, Capturing the moment Life is like a river, ever moving When the flow of the current ceases The river dries up and dies. A Hush of Silence You have the strength of a giant Redwood Bending with courage at winds that blow your way I did not see you for who you are, for the sun blinded my vision. The Thread A baby is born, and the thread of life begins Each experience interwinds and a pathwork is seen Time passes and the tapestry of life is woven. All poems Copyright 1999 Patricia M. Flynn. All rights reserved.