A small boy walked carelessly -Home from school, Dark clouds formed above him-The weather became cruel
A saying spoke by his mother was the boys’ inspiration- “Our dreams help us to survive,
Keep hoping and never stop dreaming, That is what keeps us alive.”
The wind ceased to blow, A women’s voice called softly, From deep within the hollow
Tag: rain
I Sang Often
When I was a young child, I sang often. Sesame Streets “Sunny Days” was a mediation of my childhood, a gift.