Growing Wiser

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This is the time to be slow, Lie low to the wall Until the bitter weather passes. Try, as best you can, not to let The wire brush of doubt Scrape...

As only kindness matters… Mary Anne Willow...

Let the silent tears flow And when your eyes clear Perhaps you will glimpse How your eternal child Has become the unseen angel Who parents your...

People disappear when they die. Their voice, their laughter, the warmth of their breath. Their flesh. Eventually their bones. All living memory of...