Is To Be Known
Think about this . . .
Sometimes, if you stand on the bottom rail
of a bridge and lean over to watch the river… 519 more words
The air surrounding
like lost children, forgotten
crawling back into mother’s arms
milky feathers of memory
kiss our eyes
spitting tiny darts… 140 more words
Let us rise up and be thankful, for if we didn’t learn a lot today, at least we learned a little, and if we didn’t learn a little, at least we didn’t get sick, and if we got sick, at least we didn’t die; so, let us all be thankful.