Wednesday, May 15, 2013



sons could be birds,
taken broken up to the mountain

sons are like birds,
flying always over the mountains.

3 comments:

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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