When I was just a kid I would climb the pine tree in the front yard There was a place Where three branches came together Two and a half stories high I would slide my body Into the branches embrace And sway with the wind Rocking me to calm Like a grandmother So non-judgemental Always... Continue Reading →
Holding On To Hope
You know it has lasted too long This crisis that dropped on the world We were not made to function under such stress Only for a short while, but this is so very long The mental shift is the greatest obstacle It's a daily dose of fear and story telling Our children have anxiety and... Continue Reading →
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