Amy ClaytoninHingedA Key Is NeededWe live in a world locked up so tight, sun beaming on bolts by day and moon bouncing off chains by night.Jun 11, 2016Jun 11, 2016
Amy ClaytoninA Different PerspectiveA TimeNow that we are here with lively woven years slumbering in the shadows of our youthJun 8, 20163Jun 8, 20163
Amy ClaytoninHingedTo Lift A Saddled SoulSage was just paying attention to the wind, not knowing what was about to blow in.Jun 4, 20164Jun 4, 20164
Amy ClaytoninHingedPermission to CryAs I sit in the hard folding chair staring at the display in front of me, my focus falls on a small wooden podium sporting a simple blue…May 21, 20163May 21, 20163
Amy ClaytonThe Robin’s NestMy eyes peer through my kitchen window into the gray dark storm. Peering back is a Robin snuggled down in her nest built in the corner of…May 18, 20162May 18, 20162
Amy ClaytonPrecious MotherThere is no strength as strong There is no friend as fond There is no love as bold There is no loyalty as gold There is no smile as sweet…May 9, 20161May 9, 20161