Jacklyn Cockerill

“Dreams that last hold secrets from the past.
Out of reach. Impossible to breach.
Fragile to clutch. Fleeting to touch.
Like stars and snowflakes and visions all aglow.
Time is endless in our youth. Our dreams are rustproof.
Our time to chase is aloof.
From the horizon of hope comes the challenge to dare.
Our time to dream has changed in midair.
Dreams that last hold secrets from the past—
 uniquely ours to share if we so care.
Starla Jordan's therapy - writing song lyrics or poetry.”
― JoDee Neathery, A Kind of Hush

“I'm not exactly sure what I'd do, you know, but something interesting - something that's all mine. Something that would make some kind of difference in the world. It'd be nice to have a new name, to start with, one that's not all worn out from being called so much.”
― Natalie Babbitt, Tuck Everlasting

“He had a wrinkled, pointy face like a rubber glove puppet with the fingers drawn together.”
― Murray Bailey, The Prisoner of Acre

“An eleven-year-old girl sitting on this fire escape could imagine that she was living in a tree.”
― Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn