I may have mentioned that I am finally cleaning out the storage room. I’ve gotten through the first layer of old knit swatches and yarn, and the first portfolio stored in the back behind them yielded a lot of my children’s drawings, and a few cards, including this one sent to my family by Nina and her family for the 2001 holidays, the first holiday season after 9/11. I would like to resend it out today to those governors, sons and daughters of immigrants all, who wish to close the doors of America to those in need because of their religion.
And it reminded me of the very first headline haiku I did, “Imagine“, so I thought it was time to also reprise John and Yoko’s wish for the world.
“You may say that I’m a dreamer.
But I’m not the only one.”
I know that’s true. Not all of us are ready to close the doors out of fear and our minds and hearts with them.