As I read your lovely true to life poem I keep thinking having your health is the greatest treasure. Did you brother become ill, Christopher?
As I read your lovely true to life poem I keep thinking having your health is the greatest treasure. Did you brother become ill, Christopher?
He is still healthy in some ways better off. It's his story. Everyone has their own story. I cannot tell his story. All of my writing up to this point has been my story. I'm not ready to tell his story and that's part of the reason my face is not here.