Heaven and hell meet in me
It happens everyday
Crossroads leading to and fro
With choice along the way
No map have I before me
To guide my steps along
Just the voice of spirit growing
In the background, like a sonc
10/8/09
Heaven and hell meet in me
It happens everyday
Crossroads leading to and fro
With choice along the way
No map have I before me
To guide my steps along
Just the voice of spirit growing
In the background, like a sonc
10/8/09
Grandma Linda is a squigily peg in a square hole. Her poetry is aimed at moving the world to love, unity and perfect margaritas. And after years of perfecting the art, she has the skill to paint a better world and make it so.
When she is not serving customers, gazing at rocks, or visiting her grandchildren Linda is writing poetry. And even during all the above activities she has been known to write still.
– Zackary (self proclaimed “Favorite Grandson”)