it was a brisk summer morning. as I stood out in the field. as the cool summer breeze blew over my feet.
my wife beside me on a checkered mat a box of sandwiches lay between us. this was the morning I found my self in. five years ago. three years ago my wife said she had a pain in her neck, a month later she lay in a box of nails and dirt. one year ago my only child my beautiful baby girl got a driver's license and a windshield through her face. I can not express my sadness, but I will live on and hopefully flourish.
© MD