boy on bike mother holding baby families together, happy and whole
mother holding baby


There Must Have Been A Reason

A reason for us all to be here
Cause I feel so overwhelmed with emotion
And now I’m walking through my fears
I’ve learned to reach out to women
And overcome my fear of being alone
By talking to my sisters here
Or by talking on the phone Most of my life, as a child and adult
I felt so all alone
I felt like no one wanted me
I never felt at home I would cry or hide or run away
Because I couldn’t face the pain
Drugs became the cure for it
And soon I could not refrain Through homelessness and many men
This rocky road I came
Spiraling ever down in madness
Never ending guilt and shame But now it seems my road of life
Has purpose and meaning too
The rocks have smoothed to kinder ways
And the path seems to fit my shoe I’ll never forget where I came from
A dysfunctional family or the streets of S.F.
But most importantly, where I found my soul,
My Higher Power and new family, here at W. R. S.


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The Rose

Some say love, it is a river that drowns
the tender reed.
Some say love, it is a razor that leaves
your soul to bleed.
Some say love, it is a hunger an
endless aching need.
I say love, it is a flower and you it’s only
It’s the heart, afraid of breaking, that
never learns to dance.
It’s the dream afraid of waking, that
ever takes a chance.
It’s the one who won’t be taken, who
cannot seem to give.
And the soul afraid of dyin’, that never
learns to live.
When the night has been too lonely,
and the road has been too long.
And you think that love is only for the
lucky and the strong,
Just remember in the winter far
beneath the bitter snows,
Lies the seed, that with the sun’s love, in
the spring becomes The Rose.