Sundays are devoted to poetry on the blog. Today’s poem is written by Nathaniel Bard:
Quiet Gratitude
Fields of white stones, each a silent tale,
Flags flutter softly in the mourning gale.
Honor their memory, sacrifices cast,
In quiet gratitude, forever vast.
Are you passing on love or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.
Here is the question of the day from 3000 Questions About Me:
2158. Do you think a person can always depend on the kindness of strangers?