POEMS: “Wounds of Time” by Margaret Jang

When you reach a turning point in your life,
and make a decision that cuts your heart like a knife,
isn’t it strange why you are angry or resentful now,
after all, it was your choice for when and how
you visualized your future dream to be,
to carry on a legacy that in your youth you could see.

POEMS: “I am there” by Iris Hesselden

Look for me when the tide is high, And the gulls are wheeling overhead
When the autumn wind sweeps the cloudy sky
And one by one the leaves are shed, Look for me when the trees are bare, And the stars are bright in the frosty sky