Walk with me a while I’ll match your small step with my own Talk with me, sweet child I’ll listen now, and when you’re grown Remember when we walked and talked And I was there, through sun and rain And if you need to walk and talk Please know, I will be there again WeContinue reading “The Sand and The Sting”
Preparing food is an act of love. It says, I am here. I will nourish you. You will grow strong in my care. I love to cook with my boy. He takes real pleasure in good food. And I take real pleasure in his sweet company.
Beneath the trees, in the shadows, where wild things grow, Magic lives there. In the meadow, ‘midst honey bees and poppy heads, Magic lives there.