As I was building this blog, I suddenly thought it would be nice to share it with others in my family who love to write so I approached my brother Ben, who is a poet and performer.
Tag: Dear Sylvia…love Sylvia
Dear Sylvia… Love Sylvia
When inspiration dies, dressed in its finest, cremated in a box, hymns are sung. You mourn, regardless of the lack of vocal cords, and down she goes to the hymn;