Peck, peck, pecking away,
Every time I wonder,
"Where is my child now?"
This is war.
Every time I beg You to keep them safe.
Every time the news has a new tally to share.
A new death toll.
Dashing young faces appear.
Dates of beginning and abrupt ends,
scrolling below their smiles.
Is my baby there?
Only You know.
Two police officers respond to a crime scene behind a grocery store. The homicide detective is already there."What happened
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"Breakfast with the Angels"
Limited as we are to our steadily aging bodies, we find it fascinating that angels can take any form that suits the message. A "classic" angel, with wings and all lighted up, perhaps with pale skin and eyes of blue flame, seems to be less often glimpsed than do angels in the guise of ordinary folks of all sorts--male or female, young or old, tall or short, any race, any dialect, any description.