The Harvest of Consequences
Life is a Garden. We’re each responsible for Every seed we sow. :Susan-kay: Hanzlik.
Entries by :Susan-Kay: Hanzlik.
Unconditional Love
The neglected boy And the unwanted stray Dog Bonded instantly. :Susan-kay: Hanzlik.
Glimmers
Regardless of how Dark the Night or Life becomes Dawn arrives each Day. :Susan-kay: Hanzlik.
Relief
The hot Desert Sun Allowed the Clouds to gather To quench the Sand’s thirst. :Susan-kay: Hanzlik.
Equality
War is impartial. It does not care who it kills Or what it destroys. :Susan-kay: Hanzlik.
Where are “We”?
Humanity stays In division when saying, It’s “them” or it’s “us.” :Susan-kay: Hanzlik.
A Mother’s Nightmare
The Soldier’s Mother Screamed when two Men came calling With the dreaded news. :Susan-kay: Hanzlik.
The Day’s Rest
The exhausted Day Collapsed into the Sunset And fell right to sleep. :Susan-kay: Hanzlik.
Unexpected
No one heard the knock Of the unseen Visitor. Death had come to call. :Susan-kay: Hanzlik.
The Conscience Question
In the midst of rage His mother’s voice haunted him. “Is it worth it son?” :Susan-kay: Hanzlik.