By Marlene J. Waldock.  2025         It was mid-September, the cool days were getting shorter, and at 5 am, it’s still dark.  At this...

If life were just a “perfect” place We’d have an equal share Of all that’s good and fun and right We’d never feel despair. But life‘s so...

THE WINDING ROAD by M. J. WALDOCK Down the winding road I see a pretty flower I stop to smell its luscious scent And stay there for a...

I wished upon a little star Up in the sky away so far To be the fairest in the land And be the best at all I can. To be upon the stage of...

MIRROR MIRROR by Marlene J. Waldock When I look into the mirror I see a funny face A crooked nose, and eyes too close, And lines that I...