Author: Patrick A Rose

Around 67 years ago, when I was five years old, I started school at the New Church School in Colchester, England. It was a small school, and there were …

Life can get so bothersome and complicated. We all, hopefully, have our ways of getting away from it all. Last week I found another way of escaping the intensity …

GREEN and living. Sunshine, rain.The soil. The spring. My mind and heart lift up in joy.The weight of winter. The darkand numb dead coldmelt, dissolve, and are no more. …

THE CARES, the hurt, the dust of strifeSoil and deaden the pulse of life. Day by day our hearts weigh downAnd all our hopes in sorrow drown. Yet, beauty …

THE NOISE of life, the constant sound,My mind goes there and round and round. The world is here before your face.A mindless aimless empty race. A deafness deadens deeper …