Rose-petal rain in the morning sun
Rose petals rain down in the morning sun
Does the mother bird know...
What a sweet-smelling home she builds in the tree?
Does the 12-foot rose tree know...
It is supposed to be a bush?...
Dealing with the grief
Everywhere I turn I am confronted with this madness, this threat, the weight of this new reality, that feels like a science fiction novel. The source of all this misery is in my face every day. He means to hurt my family, my friends, and people I don't know....