Nameless beings Is what we have become To our “busy” neighbors . Respect for the elders Has become an “antique” concept That non of of our generation Care to learn . The head of the “home” Has become whoever; Mother, father, child at times non! . The creator That our fore fathers blessed For the…… Continue reading What now?
My heart hurts for a baby bearing a cold world without a mother to keep them warm. Water instead of milk little baby feeds a simple need for every child a privilege it becomes as hunger strikes hard. Bare bones becomes the sketch of a baby we hope will grow. Susan McMillan