“The reason birds can fly and we can’t is simply that they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.” —J.M. Barrie When the swallow sings A wonderful thing Spring chance Graceful tapered wings Aerial flight, feathered king Sky dance A wonderful thing When the swallow sings Romance * * … More Swallows
In Flanders’ fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place: and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In … More In Flanders Fields
for all Route 91 Harvest Festival victims they were holding hands they were dancing they were singing when the shots rang out Get down! Oh, God! it happened so fast all within seconds I can’t feel my legs I never left her side I love you, Laurie. I … More Pieces of Las Vegas
