Written by Sandra Behan
This was a piece I wrote for Arena (The Excuse)
“Sleep, little sister, sleep,” I whispered.Words 541
“Don’t look up Jane just take one-step at a time; you’re doing great,” you said.
“Peace be with you”, you said.
“Don’t look up Jane; take one-step at a time. You’re doing great.”
“Goodbye my love, I whispered.