I didn't have to find out this way,
Was he ever really there for me?
Why me? Why did I have to have this?
This disability.
What did I do to deserve this?
It didn't have to happen.
She didn't have to die.
She was too great for this.
The rains of life came,
And they will come again.
This is an intriguing glimpse at what could probably be a bigger story...Thanks, Raven.
ReplyDeleteI really like your background of the old photos. I buy tons of them at flea markets and people seem to wonder why...They give me a lot to think about.