who stare see poise and peace
I am a statue,
darkness found in deep caves
dank tunnels long forgotten...
hope or joy exist, they are as ephemeral
light reflected from butterfly wings
wisps of mares tail clouds
a hot desert sky
remembered or imagined
cant tell which.
I must make a choice,
accept the darkness,
seek to find again
they do exist.
Anderson lives on 20 acres at the end of a dead end road in
St. Clair County. She recently obtained her first Confederate
Rose plant and points with pride when it blooms, but as much as
she loves flowers, she is more famous as a "seed undertaker"
than gardener. She is more successful as a grandmother and wife
and mother, and to fill out her life, she works with her husband
in a nonprofit organization.