...glenn, my brother you already have learned their lesson, as a man you've looked inward many, many times and found the end door closed, awaiting the [what we call the 'dead'] and your compassion issssss the lesson learned. you love deeply, fairly, and with care alllllll of God's creatures...nice, nice, caring write. i bow.

A really good write Glen. It reminds me of how children in war torn parts of the world seem still to be able to have fun. Is it faith or a protective shied that says live life while you can?

I liked these different snap shots of accepting ones situation and how one can still reach out to others. Thank you. Good question at the end.

What appears disparate parts come together with a most insightful and eloquent message. Bravo! (Would that we Americans would take it more to heart and not look to the government to "fix" everything and make us all comfortable.)

I have been witness to the outcome of suffering and tragedy softening people. There is nothing to compare to finding out that great horror and malicious abuse and unspeakable violence has created the kindest person I've ever met.

Precious precious precious writing. Precious poem. Bless the author.

wonderful write. It seems that those who have the least gives the most.

this hits me square where I live and smashes my soul to bits. I too Glenn, am hoping that I will learn their lesson.