Author Archives: Stephen Futterer
“It’s the Little Things”
“Googly Aye!”
“The Quiet”
The quiet When quiet Turns frantic… When calm Towards calm Sprints havoc… When still Through still Rips panic… But what’s Life’s worth When flat, If static?
“A Book’s Life”
“Autumn Leaves”
The falling leaves drift by my window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sun-burned hands I used to hold Since you went away, the days grow long And soon I’ll hear old winter’s song But I miss you most of all, my darling When autumn leavesContinue reading ““Autumn Leaves””
Potent Quotables:
“The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it.” — Henry DAvid Thoreau
Great Exudations 