tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post7691071904201181219..comments2024-03-22T10:51:23.567-05:00Comments on Faith, Fiction, Friends: The walk home was longGlynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10802111972232088511noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-27677420572015692172013-09-15T13:05:44.691-05:002013-09-15T13:05:44.691-05:00This made me think that, no matter how or why we l...This made me think that, no matter how or why we leave a place or people, we usually expect those places or people to remain the same while we are away. <br /><br />And the people that stay, expect the person to return without change.<br /><br />Odd, isn't it?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-22077396048863701342013-09-15T12:11:32.795-05:002013-09-15T12:11:32.795-05:00An undercurrent of sadness in this rather tender p...An undercurrent of sadness in this rather tender poem of war's consequences.Maureenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13290283101378474845noreply@blogger.com