By Grace E. Reed | Poetry
My spirits, that drive me, that energy, that hope, that link These days 2015...
Author: Grace E. Reed
I’m Sorry
By Grace E. Reed | Poetry
I am sorry I handed you food and gave a choice between fish and...
I am sorry I handed you food and gave a choice between fish and...
Humility (and my long way to go)
By Grace E. Reed | Poetry
According to Dr. Bob one of the founders of the Great AA Movement that...
According to Dr. Bob one of the founders of the Great AA Movement that...
Marimba Player and the Her Drum
By Grace E. Reed | Poetry
As you place your leather tipped sticks onto the keys—as the rhythm of the...
As you place your leather tipped sticks onto the keys—as the rhythm of the...
I Read it Here and I Heard it There
By Grace E. Reed | Poetry
Todays newspaper said, “that thing is like this” and the other side said, “no...
Todays newspaper said, “that thing is like this” and the other side said, “no...