I’ve been thinking about what’s been happening in France a lot this morning. It’s hard for me to imagine what motivates people do commit such horrendous acts of violence against one another. I wrote this poem this morning as I thought of those who ate waking up today without their loved ones.
(Please note I have a very basic grasp of French.)
je pense que vous necessite, cette jour,
un peu d’amitié
I think you need this day
a little friendship