tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4984185482275239146.post1769300723370933740..comments2023-10-19T04:46:58.405-07:00Comments on carrying ballast: for jana, on rhododendrons and griefHaleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16425646410486288854noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4984185482275239146.post-81399257604391014042012-05-08T21:41:33.555-07:002012-05-08T21:41:33.555-07:00This is making me think of a conversation I had wi...This is making me think of a conversation I had with my 6-year-old nephew while waiting at the bus stop a couple of weeks ago. Somehow I managed to disillusion him by letting him know that the white fluffy dandelions were actually dead dandelions. He was quite upset and said that "God tricked us!" I haven't quite figured out his theology, but I totally understand his feelings. And I don't think this is where your poem was headed but still it's where my mind went...tamarahillmurphy.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04557381125830169728noreply@blogger.com