The tower is dark,the lark is not heard,ravens are waiting,the sun must rise,her last morningwill be full of light.The scaffold is ready,so is the crowd,and also the blond manwho came from France.He sees her approaching,and loves her at first sight,he...
tragedy
Dear John–part 6 of 15
"Sometimes it is necessary to treat with the bad guys."
CHAPTER 16Well I was pretty sure that this time I’d be left alone at least for a while. I was more than persuaded that I’d likely be getting Christmas cards from Abigail, but those would be returned unopened for sure....
It couldn’t have been different.
"It is what it is and could not have been different."
You are my love and I yours. I could speak your names but to what end? I write this not to you but for you.Since I am of the hoi polloiI must speak to them as you deign not to....
As Twilight Tide Draws Nigh
"A story of love and loss in the last days of World War II"
Josef awoke, and soon realized that it was early and that today he was on duty. Already bright sunlight was streaming in through his window. He loved this time of day; so fresh, so full of opportunity and promise. As...