Sit at the balcony, I watch snow flake fall gently from heaven. Cool wind sips into my nerves; I snug and wrap myself into the red wool blanket.
Just came back from noon Meals on Wheels routine trip. 80 years old Bob told me that another 90 American soldiers lost their lives in the war, my heart sank. Bob was a proud Vietnam War veteran. “Life taken in war is inevitable…” Bob was murmuring and I can barely hear him.
Snow flake melt as it touches the ground, some stay at the green pine, for a brief moment of sentimental stopover, and vanishes in the thin air. Spring is around the corner.
I pull back and rest my head on the throw pillow. May Peace Prevails On Earth; just like now.
