“I could faintly smell the ocean. I imagined being one of the old oak trees standing there swaying in the wind and braving all sorts of weather. I pondered what they had seen in the past and what they might see in the future”

“Respect the past, trust in the future and believe in the power of the imagination.-”

“I am strong as steel and my roots are planted deep in this southern soil. Time may have weathered me, but I will always bend with the wind”

“The heavy smell of incense gave me an uneasy feeling as if I had walked into a tomb”

“As I held the family Bible in my hand and I could almost feel the joys and sorrows that connected me to the past.”

“~The spirit of a woman~Is softer than the morning breeze,Tough as nails and strong as steel,But flexible as the willow tree. The heart of a womanIs the foundation of humanity,Grander than the mountains high,But deep as the ocean blue.The wisdom of a woman,Spans across all lands,Withstands all test of time, And is never ending. ~by nancybbrewer ~www.nancybbrewer.com”

“If I be just a page torn out of a book,May I sail forever over the oceans blue, Float over the treetops and the mountains too,Drift across the valleys and the flowers look,Until at last, I rest and kiss the morning dew.”