Decades, perhaps even centuries Benjamin thinks at least a thousand yearsYour life spanAnd then all of it gone in an hour
Every morning for months You were there, as I walked the dogA fleeting, quick glimpseYour brown and grey touchesMoving into view and out again
Each night at about 10 o’clock, I go outside to lock the small door of the chicken house. I say, “goodnight, girls!” and turn…
Learning something new isn’t easy and doesn’t happen overnight either.