Sibling’s Love

Sibling one:  “If your child and I were drowning in a lake and you could save only one at a time, who would you save first?  Your child or me?”

Sibling two:  “My child.  Because it’s not only a matter of love, but also it is my duty to make sure of my child’s wellbeing.”

Sibling one:  “Sigh…!  I understand.”

Sibling two:  In case you and I were drowning and a rescuer could save only one at a time, I would let the person save YOU first.”

(By the way, happy new year, every one!  What do you think about the above post?)

November 2015

Carson:  “…the terrorists are like rabid dogs.”

An audience:  “Good comparison.  But what do you think America should do about the Syrian refugees?”

Clinton:  “…It’s time to broaden the effort.”

An audience:  “Oh so vague…”

Trump:  “We don’t know who they are.  Keep the refugees in Syria and give them humanitarian aid…”

An audience:  “I don’t know.  At least, that’s a clear statement, Donald.”

 

Difficult Goodbye

Saying goodbye to your be-loved one, whether it be a person or a tree, is always difficult. This apple tree graced my yard for nearly two decades since I grew it from a sapling. Even the cat loved it. But a disease got it last fall. I hope it will grow new branches next spring.

The Lady in Black

I saw her last night standing outside
my window. The lady from my old memory,
when I saw her I remembered my old glory
I ran out to greet her but she was gone.

For a long while, I stood where she stood before,
envisioning her lovely face. Lady in black, why
did you have to run? What’s there to be shy?
I will wait for you until my time is done.

(c) Byung A. Fallgren