Morning broke without you,
and with it, your suffering.
I thought your loss would break me,
as much as your love empowered me.
I see patience
Lurking in the breeze,
Testing ancient trees that stay standing,
Rooted deep, their strength expanding.
My heart has flown to Syria before,
In the realm of dreams,
Dear People of the Past, Today in class, we learned about life that has been extinct for many years. We learned about so many creatures.
“Thank you,” Leen told the waitress with a genuine smile as she poured us water. “Thanks, Jane,” I said as I wiped my sweaty hands on my napkin and placed it on my lap…
