THE 600 YEAR OLD TREE

THE 600 YEAR OLD TREE © PJ Hayward New York, 2016 Sunday morning I woke up to a fabulous Fall day; cool, crisp Fall air, blue skies and bright, beautiful sunshine - what a morning! Sunday was to be a family day and my son suggested we take advantage of the weather and go for…

MY BEST FRIEND

MY BEST FRIEND © PJ Hayward, New York  2014 She has been my best friend all my life.. As children, we built forts and fought off bloodthirsty pirates and murderous robbers… Together we rode our trusty steeds through endless western canyons and mountain trails in search of kidnappers, cattle rustlers and assorted other nasty varmints. All were as…

DANCE

DANCE © PJ Hayward New York 2014   I feel the music that pounding rhythm.. Aahh.... Oh yessss... The drums... The drums.......... that Latin beat…. that Afro beat…. the throbbing…..pounding…… in the air through the floor infecting my feet like electricity... it flows like lightning through my body  I am on fire........   Someone feels…

MY CHAIR

MY CHAIR © PJ Hayward, New York 2011 I nod off in my chair now. From my chair I can look beyond the rusty fire escape outside my window, to the maze of buildings beyond, growing ever more abundant with the passing of time. Where beautiful trees were once filled with singing birds, now rise…

THE END….AND THE BEGINNING – FINAL EPISODE

PART 14 OF A SERIES - STORIES FROM A LIFE © PJ Hayward, New York 2008 First Published 2008 by Hold On Publications Revised © PJ Hayward New York 2013 From that harsh and painful re-baptism by fire that we endured after our arrival back to New York  - my childhood home - the struggle…