I’m so excited about this “5 Star Review”! Release date is this Friday, February 9th, and a tribute to my mom (1916-2000, her date of birth) who urged me to slow down and smell the roses. That is where my creativity, as a writer, began.
Miss you, Mama.
- Readers’ Favorite Review
“Driven by emotionally charged scenes, Abigail’s 40 Days is a moving story that held my attention from the first page. Abigail is a wonderfully crafted character whom many readers will love. Her struggles with faith, loss, and grief and the lessons she discovers on her journey are still relevant and practical today. Wolf manages to bring scriptures to life and explore a familiar time in history in new and fascinating ways. Other characters are engaging and offer answers to Abigail’s questions while supporting her during her mission. Abigail’s 40 Days by Patti Wolf is a realistic and hopeful portrait of faith, healing, and growth amidst chaos. From its captivating start to its rewarding ending, the novel is a great and inspiring read.”
Winter Sunset
Trees stood still
as the sky whispered.;
shadowy silhouettes
salute fading day.
Even roots buried
under layers of snow,
deep in frozen earth,
aware of the Creator.
Trees stood still
under a blazing sky.
As if on fire, the heaven
declares day’s farewell.
Shall our thanks
be tucked in layers
of worldly wares,
or praises to God?
Trees stood still
knowing day is done,
straight and steady,
seen from sky above.
P. Wolf
“The heavens declare the glory of God; And the firmament shows His handiwork.”
Psalms 19:1
Welcome February
I hear the chatter of train wheels
upon a wooden distant track,
moaning in the morning light.
Patchy fog, rolls in across the land.
A few stray geese honk their way south;
they are unaware that it’s February 1.
Crows craw, craw, craw in chilled air
while traffic somewhere whizzes by.
It’s here I find myself wondering
at a golden early sunrise atop tree
curious, will this be an early spring?
But I am cautious, I know better!
Soon 70 years of mid winters will pass,
snows will fall again, geese will hide;
but the sun will continue rising earlier…
until the last of snow in early April.
P. Wolf
Patti Wolf 