My first orchid….beautiful.
Why he makes me sad…
Try as I do, there’s no getting through
To his head nor his heart.
I feel as an outsider, outside the door
Calling and hoping, calling no more.
Since he’s locked me, since he’s blocked me, since he’s set me apart.
Thursday’s Why?
Why do children have the innate ability to both hurt us and give us great joy at the same time?
As a parent of two teens, I am baffled by this ongoing dichotomy of human relations.
