A poem to ponder for a moment, thoughts in dance form: Floppy stubborn child Collapsing onto the dirty floor, For our audience of cashiers and consumers Pausing I ponder my options, Then I strike and lift her up Out of the metallic canyon So she too can witness the vast parade of daily humanity. I am prepared My mind calm and ready for the expected struggle. Instead, There is calmness. Her warm silky cheek against mine. We are together In... Read more