Whatever we toss
Out into the Universe
Will come back to us…

:Susan-kay: Hanzlik.

The moment I heard
That old Record play, I was
Back at Grandma’s House.

:Susan-kay: Hanzlik.

No words were spoken.
Just one last look before they
Drove to the Unknown.

:Susan-kay: Hanzlik.

Trust takes time to build.
Yet can be broken quickly.
Pay heed to Fine Lines…

:Susan-kay: Hanzlik.

He taught his students
“Some Doors are open. Some closed.
Others may be locked.”

:Susan-kay: Hanzlik.

The silent Snowflakes
Fall one by one, yet connect
Transforming their World…

:Susan-kay: Hanzlik.