Trust Can Be A Hard Lesson; Hope

She Went On Because There Was No Going Back.

A Tree Is Never Just A Tree, It Is Bigger And Deeper And Wiser Than A Girl Like You Will Ever Be.

Stronger Than Iron Crueler Than Death Sweeter Than Springtime It Lives Beyond Breath

After A While, Footsteps Sounded On The Flagstones Outside And There Was A Gentle Tap At The Door. Of Course, One Of Them Would Come. So Close Were We, The Seven Of Us, That No Childhood Injury Went Unnoticed, No Slight, Real Or Imagined, Went Unaddressed, No Hurt Was Endured Without Comfort.

And As I Watched Him, I Knew That In Every Dark Night There Was, Somewhere, A Small Light Burning That Could Never Be Quenched.