Friday 17 March 2006  12:01 AM Three Reflections Flipping through the final pages Like all good books, this must end. Unfinished work is unpaid wages Another chapter 'round the bend. An opportunity to last- A year has come and gone so fast. Four months my craft it shows so little My art is on small pages now. My mind still races, hands still fiddle Finding bars and cages now. Careful not to fall inside But not so weak to run and hide. Every day inside her mother Strength of heart and mind do grow. The love I feel, like for my brother, Has no limit, this I know. 15 March 2006  by Luke Dollar(taken from journal)