Loss

Sometimes, I think that if I could have wings, I would fly to him.

Wings to Fly High

If someone were to ask me,  “How it is that the fruit is grown, so beautifully, that are strawberries?” What it is to pick out the seedling, clean it up, and choose good seedlings.  How it is to plant seedlings and how to take care of the plant so that those strawberries grow.  How to pick strawberries:  what it is to work in the cannery; make juice; for shampoo, for everything.  To do everything, I’ve done every kind of work there is to be had with strawberries.

My Childhood

Your dust papa is covering my silence, my voice reveals to be silence. Why to reveal to the sacred silence?

Silence