I’m sharing a poem today about my grandfather’s survival of the “Spanish Flu” during WWI and the hope I will survive too.
Rose Klix, poet, author, playwright, poetry books, reincarnation, past life regressions, short stories, quilting, folk art
I’m sharing a poem today about my grandfather’s survival of the “Spanish Flu” during WWI and the hope I will survive too.
Land refused to ground them. Sea gusts blew first generations from England to Connecticut. New York ancestors braved blasts in Patriot’s Canada, scattered, buried children,…
“If tall, I’d be kind to little Paul.”
“Picky eaters throw millet and corn on the ground to mourning doves and the blue jay clean-up crew.”
Most, if not all, my life I’ve believed in reincarnation. Here is a poem I wrote when sixteen years old. REINCARNATION by Rose Klix Past…