Because Acceptance is beautiful, and Heaven is overrated.The poetry and musings of Erin Monahan
Lovely memoriesTHis stanza particularly hit me:"It is always August,humid and bloated, grey-bluecoming and going and coming again."
It's a very good poem, Erin. You have a real gift with imagery.
What is it with you and imagery, hon? This one is actually quite brilliant and more than just in a "I get it!" kind of way. I love it. Just love it.