In honor of Poetry Friday, yes, but also (and more importantly),in honor of all our soldiersL. Be near me when my light is low,When the blood creeps, and the nerves prickAnd tingle; and the heart is sick,And all the wheels of Being slow.Be near me when the sensuous frameIs rack’d with pangs that conquer trust;And Time, a maniac scattering dust,And … [Read more...]
In Memoriam
by Minnesota Mom Filed Under: Gratitude, Minnesota Me, Poetry Friday 1 Comment