Kwangchuk

In the dark, I have no name. in the dark, I am the only Man in the world. In the dark, You are the only woman in my world. In the dark, I am me. In the dark, You are mine.

I went to a party Mom I remember what you said. You told me not to drink, Mom, So I drank soda instead. I really felt proud inside, Mom, The way you said I would. I didn’t drink and drive, Mom, Even though the others said I should. I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you are always right. Now the party is finally ending, Mom, As everyone is driving out of sight. As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I’d get home in piece. Because of the way you raised me, So responsible and sweet. I started to drive away, Mom, But as I pulled out in the road, The other car didn’t see me, Mom, And hit me like a load. As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say, “The other guy is drunk,” Mom, And now I’m the one who will pay. I’m lying here dying, Mom… I wish you’d get here soon. How could this happen to me, Mom? My life just burst like a balloon. There is blood all around me, Mom, And most of it is mine. I h

Dear Teacher: My son starts school today. It’s going to be strange and new to him for a while. And I wish you would sort of treat him gently. You see, up to now, he’s been king of the roost. He’s been boss of the back yard. I have always been around to repair his wounds, and to soothe his feelings. But now- things are going to be different. This morning, he’s going to walk down the front steps, wave his hand and start on his great adventure that will probably include wars and tragedy and sorrow. To live his life in this world he has to live in will, require faith and love, and courage. So, teacher, I wish you would sort of take him by his young hand and teach him the things he will have to know. Teach him- but gently, if you can. Teach him that for every scoundrel there is a hero; that for every enemy there is a friend. Teach him the wonders of books. Give him quite time to ponder the eternal mystery of birds in the sky, bees in the sun, and flowers on the green hill