I Let Her Know About My Windfall Comments

Buying a ticket in a Lottery is surely the only way the poor can live their dreams. Your poem is high fantastical and yet there is more than a grain of truth in the inspiration behind it. Disasters seem to be falling out of the sky all over the world. Sadly, more and more innocent people are suffering through flood and fire and quake. Your poem reminds the reader of the terror and anguish of the people Onna. So terribly sad. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

How ironic. You are a keen observer of the human condition. Your incidents are always vivid and alive. The footnote you added about Onna is very sad. May God pity them all. Kind regards, Sandra