Better the will to know
—than to know the truth

(Re-reading Don Quixote: May, 2022)

She sits on the bow and dangles her feet,
a rigid cloaked figure looms on the stern.
She runs her hands across the skeletal vessel,
thick mist twists and slivers past her cheek.
A coin-filled cage hangs off the Ferryman's arm
as he pulls an ore through the ominous glow.
A rusty lantern rocks and steadily creeks,
bright green flames lick the Ferryman's robe.
Into the void, into the churning ink
he gently rows across the river of woe
where no one hears her scream.

I kiss you every day and
Your in my heart to stay and
I think about you every day
And I'll always tell you
I love you so much every day.

Dear Lord Jesus Christ
We love you so much
In life and you keep us all
Safe and warm in life
And we cherish you in my heart's
Every day and night and your the best gift in life
O Lord Jesus Christ we love you every day
And we are all so very grateful for you today
And we embrace your love every day
And your forever in our Heart's to stay
Amen Lord Jesus Christ.

Where do the
Stars go at night
Why does the
Sun shine so bright
And why do our
Loved ones die
In life.