My daughter Jaydn wrote this poem as a class assignment. When she came home and shared it with us we were blown away. At her young age, she has experienced the death of a loved one. Out of that pain, that uncertainty, that mystery, comes this gem. We are also that much more encouraged that our oldest child is making an effort to "Jot it out!" Thank you Jaydn for allowing us to share it with the world.
A face with two hands, hands moving at a steady pace.
Running alongside our life. Steady trotting along...tick tock, tick tock.
Lance Watson explains how he finds solitude in the midst of turbulent situations.