winds tossed into lost days
flags wave for lives left
in the name of freedom
the meaning is clear
like so many others
this my life was for you . . .
my brother
my sister
my family
my neighbor
my country

Observations from the Garden
A selfish poet
Thoughts-poetry on life, nature and spiritual
Places - Nature - Photography
Steve's body of work spans conflicts, vanishing cultures, ancient traditions and contemporary culture alike - yet always retains the human element.