Only I Hear Only I hear the air kisses and giggles I missed When I was too busy marking off my checklist Only I hear the words he might have said As my father fought for life on his death bed Only I hear time laughing as it slips away Adding wrinkles and gray hair into the fray Only I hear my sorrows as they gather around Their cries and moans create the saddest sound Only I hear the moments I threw away like trash Because I didn't understand or was too rash Only I hear the things I wished I could redo I would cherish the time I hurried through I would stop and listen to my babies coos and...

The last thing The Duke of Greystone wants is a wife, until The Lady Jane Blackmore seeks out his quiet corner of Earl Braxton's ballroom. But there she stands, attempting to shut out the rest of the world by simply closing her eyes, but the duke understands better than most that life is never that simple. The last thing Jane wants is a husband, until she opens her eyes to find the scarred and much too handsome stranger secluded in her chosen quiet corner. Why can't the obstinate man understand she just needs a brief moment of solitude before returning to face her tormentors? But no matter...

A Collection of Poetry From Moonbeams Dreams are lovely visions A daily tally of our decisions Dreams are a nightly conveying A soundless movie wistfully playing Dreams are our hopes and wants A memory that hangs on and haunts Dreams make us smile and often cry But when morning comes, we say goodbye That is until we write them into a book And invite the rest of the world in to look What will others think of our lovely dreams These words that are formed from moonbeams