I’m just going to get out of the way this morning and let guest writer Mary Raymond tell you about a book that sounds remarkable.
Today’s poem is brought to you from three graveyards, a hymnal, and a free-range rooster.
In the season of blood red tulips and purple splotched petunias from Kroger,
I hope you’ll enjoy this poem as much as I did. As the poet asks – What makes living worth falling?