Friday Poem: Innocence's Water
A reflective poem on what once was, twenty years ago, but exists no more.
How was your week?
As March approaches, I'm in a particular mood. A mood that takes me back two decades to when I was leaving my country.
March has traditionally been, for me, a month filled with melancholia; even though Spring brings back the light to the Nordic latitudes, I always find myself loo…
