Linda J. Hawkins

Oh, how I love thee, April, Let me count the ways. April is National Poetry Month, and we're inviting you to get in on the fun! Do you...

October Evening— Dinner is cleared, No one is waiting, Nothing pressing to address. So I light a scented candle, Set the kettle to boil,...

As Autumn Comes Around— The door closes gently on summer months, Cool breezes begin to fill the air, Chrysanthemums bloom and apples...