Tom Darby

  • A Flood For Christmas

    It was just before Christmas and the tree was standing, decorated, looking like a perfect little tree. The presents were wrapped in their brightly colored Christmas wear. They were patiently waiting for Christmas morning. Tommy and Adam shared a bedroom.… Continue reading

  • The Glass Eye

    “Roger that,” the engine operator said as he slipped the gear into drive. The large fire-rescue truck moved forward, slowly building up speed. I reached over and flipped on the lights and sounded the siren. I then pulled out the… Continue reading

  • The Christmas Star

    This was originally written as a school play. It never made the cut so I turned it into a short story. “Oh, Mary, my dear wife,” said Joseph the Carpenter, “we shall rest here in this manger for there is no tavern… Continue reading

  • The Forgotten Glasses

    While on a road trip,we stopped at a roadside restaurant for lunch.  After finishing our meal, we left the restaurant, and resumed our trip. When leaving, Mom unknowingly left her reading glasses on the table, and she didn’t miss them until they had been… Continue reading

  • Beautiful Dream

    (1997) I had a dream last night As I slept in my easy chair. It’s beauty filled with light A scent of pine in the air. I spoke with the Son of God, In this dream, I had in sleep.… Continue reading

  • Daddy, How was I Born

    My son recently came to me and asked, “Daddy, how was I born?” “Well, Kyle, I guess one day you’ll find out anyway,” I sighed. “Your Mom and I first got together in a public online chat room. Then I set up… Continue reading

  • The Perfect Gem

    (May 1982) Every girl you meet Ain’t like every girl in town Once in a while your head gets turned around By a perfect little gem. The one that’ll light your life Who’ll love you when she’s mad And forgive… Continue reading

  • J.D. Urley

    (February 1996) J.D. Urley’s family is from Scotland Of his ancestry he shows his pride He knows not of the land itself Be feels it callin’ far an’ wide. Great grandpa Urley was coal miner Somewhere in the foothills of… Continue reading

  • Magic in a Friendship

    (November 1979) Not sight, nor sound Could ever equal the beauty That my eyes and mind have found In the slender of today. We came from two different worlds Yet together our hearts sang And our lives became twirled Like… Continue reading

  • Your Photograph

    (March 1982) As I lay here With nothing to do In a photo I saved I look at you. The warmth of your bed I no longer share Makes my heart ache On my soul it does wear. My life… Continue reading