walkabout
This poem came to life as a result of a discussion on the Friends of Mississippi Mills FB page about people walking in the street instead of on the sidewalk….
angels angels everywhere
Rebecca Wissink was heading out to collect eggs one winter’s day when she happened to look up. Lo and behold: a snow angel on the roof of the barn! She…
come winter
I was inspired to write this poem in February 2014 when I lived in North Hatley, Quebec. At the time, I wanted to get lost in a winter storm, to…