The Sky

Today my daughter looked up and said, "Mama, no matter how fast we drive, we never reach that cloud. Do we all see the same sky?"

And I said, "Yes. There's only one sun. One moon. We all see it."

This month, I am happy and sad for us.

I am happy that same-sex couples can now be recognized as spouses anywhere in the U. S.

I am sad that we laid to rest yet more black humans who did no harm. All they did was be black.

Again.

And I think, we all see the same moon. We all see the same sun. We all have bones beneath our different-colored skin. We all love and seek love in return.

We all live under the same sky.

I am happy and sad for us.