Another tragedy.

Some inner thoughts.

Crystal wine may evaporate
and turn into drunken clouds
leaving the coarse lees behind;

Awakened by my daughters innocent remark.

Contemplation of thoughts and memories as a woman struggles watching a man grown old, who is now but the shell of the man she remembered, haunted by her steadfast meditations.

A very good friend died today at 12:46 after a lengthy battle with a rare blood disease. On August 14, 2009 a special needs child died after graduating from highschool.

Poem.

A young boy bullied exacts his revenge, shoot out in the school class room, a mother just walks away!

Why we can’t grow sometimes.

Accepting the futility of life…