Are You There God? It's Me, Sonnet.This morning I learned that another friend has died. The third in as many months. The second to pass in his sleep, never to see thirty.
I'm sitting here by my window, sipping my coffee & looking out into the world. I see that familiar beauty in the way the wind moves through the trees & clouds whisper across the sky. I see little birds & squirrels at work & play. But I see no answer.
Is there anybody up there?
Please, I just want to know why.