Some of the things Susan says…

 

Did you Think I Was Waiting For You

I wasn’t waiting for you, by the window upstairs.No. My gaze was set on spring, on the sun, on the greenThat I know is coming – on the warmth that caresFor the blossoms and bees and butterflies.I wasn’t waiting for you, by the rocks on the shore.No. I was looking to...

So far so good

    It’s a warm August day and life’s about to start clocking our miles. Cut the cards and deal me in! I hear there’s an official timekeeper on the job. So far. So good.   Not certain if this will be imperial or metric, but we’re equally at home with...

Mary Margaret Klinkhammer

A rose like any other who In Dublin lived and Dublin died. Her life defined by place of birth And the space she occupied. A name that mesmerized. I heard if first over drinks A remembrance softly chanced In talk that doesn’t matter Recollections of lives that never...

Did you Think I Was Waiting For You

I wasn’t waiting for you, by the window upstairs.No. My gaze was set on spring, on the sun, on the greenThat I know is coming – on the warmth that caresFor the blossoms and bees and butterflies.I wasn’t waiting for you, by the rocks on the shore.No. I was looking to...

So far so good

    It’s a warm August day and life’s about to start clocking our miles. Cut the cards and deal me in! I hear there’s an official timekeeper on the job. So far. So good.   Not certain if this will be imperial or metric, but we’re equally at home with...

Mary Margaret Klinkhammer

A rose like any other who In Dublin lived and Dublin died. Her life defined by place of birth And the space she occupied. A name that mesmerized. I heard if first over drinks A remembrance softly chanced In talk that doesn’t matter Recollections of lives that never...