Sidney E. Johnson is a native of north western Michigan and lives there with his wife and three children. He is the father of three teenage daughters. He is also a licensed minister and serves as associate pastor in a rural church.
Writing is as much a part of his life as eating and sleeping.
A respected writer among his peers his desire is to leave a legacy of readable poetry to be appreciated by common people everywhere.
I am the goose flying high over waters
And all that I know is the voice that calls,
Deep within is the essence of life,
Like a sweet gentle rain that falls,
When the wind blows
In the tops of trees,
Singing its familiar song,
On the fragrant breeze,
Beyond the trees and across the road,
There is the place of the loved ones,
The dearly departed of the heart,
Fathers, mothers, daughters and sons,
By slight of hand we are mocked
The shopkeeper and the mason,