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A decade or so ago, I wrote this poem and from this sprang the children’s picture book, Where Wildflowers Grow. In this, my siblings and
I enter your room as a chilled breeze while you slumber deep. My translucent hand glides along the wood as I hover near your footrail.
Memento mori is what they say. Life’s short so do what you must. Live in the moment, and in this do trust— if you were
I wondered as he puttered around, could I kill a man with the strength of my legs? Could I crush the life from his chest—
Broken were we, shards and splinters from life’s toils had fallen from us. Fractures driven deep through time had taken their toll But our love
Broken, cast out, or simply fallen into disrepair, our fragile nature cracks. On a sea of emotions, we float until the waves of time work