Poems with M
I read M, Carl Sandburg’s Poem ‘Wind Song.’ M looked at me in distress. “Why would the wind throw money away?” he asked me, “I don’t like this poem. I don’t understand it. I don’t like it.” Well, it is Continue reading Poems with M
Day: December 3, 2009
Matters of Sleep
The week before Thanksgiving, K finally adjusted to the time change. She stopped having regular poison hours before supper, melting down during supper and needing to go to bed at 6:30PM. This week, her molars came in most of the Continue reading Matters of Sleep