Honey, Have You Seen Your Sister?” She’s

It’d Be A Poor Kind Of World Where There Was Just One Explanation For Things. ---rhiow

Blood In The Water I Sing, And One Who Shed It: Deadliest Hunger I Sing, And One Who Fed It- Weaving The Ancient-most Tale Of The Sea's Sending: Singing The Tragedy, Singing The Joy Unending This Is Our Shame- This Is The Whole Ocean's Glory: This Is The Song Of The Twelve. Hark To The Story! Hearken, And Bring It To Pass: Swift Lest The Sorrow Long Ago Laid To It's Rest Devour Us Tomarrow!

Sometimes We Do Not Hear The Whisperer Even At Her Loudest Because She Speaks In Our Own Voice, The One We Most Often Discount.

If Death Is Truly A Curse,' Spock Said, As Soberly As Some Power Pronouncing A Hundred Years Of Sleep, But With A Glint Of Private, Serene Humor In His Eyes. 'there Is Little Logic In Condemning Something One Has Not Experienced...or Does Not Remember Experiencing.

My First Generation Of Young Readers Now Have Not Only Children, But Some Of Them Have Grandchildren To Whom They're Introducing Their Old Passion.