I Was Very Much A Child Of

The World Was A World Of Dreaming Souls Who Could Not Die.

It's Different Being Afraid When There's The Hope It Will Amount To Something.

Sara Waited A Respectful Time, Knowing There Was Nothing She Could Do To Ease The Woman's Pain. Grief Was A Place, Sara Understood, Where A Person Went Alone. It Was Like A Room Without Doors, And What Happened In That Room, All The Anger And The Pain You Felt, Was Meant To Stay There, Nobody's Business But Yours.

The Military Was All About Hierarchies, Who Urinated Highest On The Hydrant

Because That's What Heaven Is...it's Opening The Door Of A House In Twilight And Everyone You Love Is There.