By Phibby Venable An angel was perched delicately on the straight back chair in the corner, but everyone pretended not to see her. At least it appeared that way to fifteen – year old Katie, who couldn’t take her eyes off the golden wings and slim figure. “Mama, don’t you…
by Megan Elmendorf Grey is heaven groaning above; Grey is the heart within; Grey is the man standing here, A woman at his side, too thin. ~ Thin like a kerchief is his spirit; Thin is the woman’s too; Thin is the rose lying there, On a black box covered…
