This Is Your Garden, Rose

She sheds countless tears in mourning Rain. At death, grasps lucid blooming Flowers. Her time is filled with love to dream But hands that change, Cannot change hours. The hardest Realization Of death Is that time And life Are still alive. From dust, to life, to death, then dust--what hurts the most is waste of time. The stories and poems in this book will take you through the extraordinary experiences of an ordinary mind. Elizabeth McCrary has a unique method of describing intricate things in a