Pride It hides Itself inside The lives That decide To hide, not confide Inside truth And not lies, of Pride dorothy’spage © 2019 D. E. Young

You May have noticed

that I've depleted my archives I'm out of old rhymes Out of life's past problems Onto life's new time Of glory Celebrating new chances God has given me new vision Except only they're glances Into my future What has yet to be revealed Things that have healed me My present cannot repeal For what God's … Continue reading You May have noticed

Glossed over losses

For years I stood blank . . . Is how Poet of the Light* Started his piece Paying homage to being slighted you see Or not to be truly seen By passerbyers and such Not really being identified as what I really am A small fragment of men Others portraying me Of how they've been … Continue reading Glossed over losses


When God begins to rebuild from the refining process, slowly yet surely, the old becomes new. Although what you see, That look, mirrored helpless and shattered Torn and bruised Image has been tattered Worn by the shame With no one to blame For God says the same To Him I lay claim To fame, and … Continue reading Restoration

America the Beautiful

I love this country we call the United States of America. I have had the privilege of attending schools that reminded me of my status as a citizen of this nation. In high school I was a Southwest Patriot and in college a Georgia College Colonial. I even cry at the sound of the National … Continue reading America the Beautiful