Type: Poem

“I raise my voice In the song of prayer…”

” The painting is for grandparents, miles away, / who long for them…”

“How do we know what will outlive us? / We all want to be remembered our lives to count for something…”

“Each night is a small miracle unto itself…”

“Your story is not over; your life is larger than this. / We’re listening.”

“Feeling the stone rolling off the well, / I welcome / This new day.”

“bullets have shattered / the land of make believe…”

“You said I should always feel proud—/Why wouldn’t I let my best friend know?”

“For eight days Light cries /out to you, assures you / it is safe now…”