Dry petals, the dust of
a memory of when
we believed we loved
(c) Rob Goldstein 2018
Erika told me she liked the rose so I said
I’d make another.
When I think of Erika Kind I also think of the
women who follow her and call her sis.
I read their blogs and their comments to each
other and I see love, and light, and respect.
They are professionals and mothers; they are
women with talent and skill.
They work to enrich our lives with art and
So, to Erika Kind and her Sisters,
Thank you and Happy Holidays!
Unthinking respect for authority is the greatest enemy of truth.