Sandra WilliamWhen We CryHe stood on the altar; a man made from the boy she knew. His youthful eyes were filled with the innocence of immortal faith in tomorrow’s…Jul 24, 2020Jul 24, 2020
Sandra WilliamBobble-heads, Dancers & FishermenGood thought waters good living. It anchors lips to a self-perpetuating upward parabola, and armors the mind from a tendency to dwell in…May 24, 2020May 24, 2020
Sandra WilliamLosing Touch, Literally10 days ago a visitor arrives to my doorstep giving an unfamiliar warmth to my house.May 4, 2020May 4, 2020