umbrellas

UNDER MY UMBRELLA – Kimara Wise While sleep still held me in its arms, Safe and sound, far from harm, A raging tempest shook the eaves, It tumbled branches, scattered leaves. By time I woke from dream’s sweet rest, The storm had vanished as if in jest, And in its wakeRead More →

When I was a child, we lived just shy of a mile away from school. Children that lived farther than a mile took a bus, but we walked to and from school every day. Of course, in inclement weather our moms would drive us, but many families did not haveRead More →