Wednesday, May 15, 2013

sons could be birds,
taken broken up to the mountain

sons are like birds,
flying always over the mountains.


Liz Woodbury said...

Ohh, this song makes me cry every time.

Susan said...

First time hearing but not the last by far - nearly wordless but have to say that in November of last year, five young men teetering in recovery flew up the mountain forever, leaving a force of sorrows shared by many. I will keep this close as a marker of their lives and share with the moms (and dads) left behind, flattened and struggling to rise.

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