Filling In Holes
Driving home today I passed a construction crew patching pot holes in the road. Some of these holes I’ve probably driven around more times than I can count. Holes that, […]
When the Bough Breaks
“Rock-a-bye baby, in the treetop, When the wind blows, the cradle will rock, When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall, And down will come baby, cradle and all.” This […]