The voices children hear
As I turned the corner, pushing my cart down the next aisle in search of pickled vegetables, I heard highly agitated …
As I turned the corner, pushing my cart down the next aisle in search of pickled vegetables, I heard highly agitated …
Originally posted on The Musing Idealist:
A Blade of Grass You ask for a poem. I offer you a blade of grass.…
In the darkness of night Woken from a bad dream I rocked you in my arms Until you fell asleep. …