When my oldest son, Marcus Jr., was five years old, his kindergarten art teacher pulled me aside at an open house. I immediately started wondering whether he was about to tell me Marcus was in trouble for something, or his grades were slipping (in kindergarten?!), or he went off radar on his assignments – he’s …
A trap’s plight is not in its catch, but in its purpose… To engage and outwit; Without cunning, but with bait – Those in its clutches rarely aware of the coup until almost too late.
True wealth is the wealth of the soul
Poetry, story and real life. Once soldier, busnessman, grandfather and Poet.
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