Friday 17 March 2006  12:01 AM

Three Reflections

Flipping through the final pages
Like all good books, this must end.
Unfinished work is unpaid wages
Another chapter 'round the bend.
An opportunity to last-
A year has come and gone so fast.

Four months my craft it shows so little
My art is on small pages now.
My mind still races, hands still fiddle
Finding bars and cages now.
Careful not to fall inside
But not so weak to run and hide.

Every day inside her mother
Strength of heart and mind do grow.
The love I feel, like for my brother,
Has no limit, this I know.

15 March 2006  by Luke Dollar(taken from journal)