by Lori Howell Thompson | Poetry by Lori
Grandfather, I miss you so much, your strong hands with a gentle touch. I remember our first dance, a little girl standing on your feet, seeing the joy in your eyes; not knowing that this dance would be footprints of our lives. God knew you needed to rest your... 
by Lori Howell Thompson | Poetry by Lori
This warrior has a destiny, a path in life to fulfill. My destiny is a milestone just over the hill. To forget what is behind me and to embrace the unknown; For God has a great plan for my life and in His time this will be shown. I ask through the stormy days that you...
