Tonight I spent some time reading a book filled with
Oscar Wilde stories, poems, plays to Frank as he lay next to me.
My favourite story is "The Happy Price."
It's very ironic, how, because the people of the council
cannot look past his beauty and automatically label him as useless and destroy him.
My mom would read this story to me as a child, and it stuck to me.
One day, however far away it shall be in time, I would like to read it to my child.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment