The Rose and the Fool

Sep - 19 2016

It happened once on a brisk fall day so very nearby, that a man picked a rose. The rose was like every other, crimson and soft, and so delicate that one single movement could break the rose in two and scatter crimson petals into the sun like so many October leaves. But the man┬ápicked the […]

Sometimes It’s Fun Just to Play

Aug - 19 2016

It’s good to work hard. And it’s good to be careful But sometimes it’s good just to play.