…what is this?

Is it…

No.

It can’t be.

But…

It looks like…

Good news?

And a feeling, something almost forgotten.

Hope?

Shhhhhhh, no no no no no!

We mustn’t jinx it.

It’s so rare

October 17th, 2025. 3:35 pm 

I go to the woodshop 

Grab some cardboard 

Walk over to the weeping willows 

Find a large stick and 

Break off the uneven twigs 

“When you’re living on your knees you rise up.”

Some people are on their knees because

They’re bowing down to him.

Some people are on their knees because

They’re hopeless.

Here, take my hand.