To Bonnie and Babe

I wrote this tribute to a fallen sheep, and somehow found myself crying...

Rest well sheep, rest well.
Sorry to never have met you
I heard you were really great
I wish to have fed and pet you
We'll mourn your tragic fate
So, rest well sheep, rest well
Jump over fences
to lull us to sleep
and we'll ponder and love you
our resting sheep

Blue

Ok, this book is awesome. Miller writes those things I could never quite articulate.
I'm afraid to share this book with people. This book resonates deeply, and I know that others who resonate with it, will somehow 'get it', will 'get me'. Its nice to be understood. But, it makes me sad that many won't like this book and hate some of its concepts.
I'm tempted to make this book my friend filter... "hey... want to go to the movies and head over to my house for pizza and Mario?" "well, maybe... depends... what do you think about the book Blue Like Jazz?" "LOVED IT!" "Great, I'm in"
Somehow, I just don't think that'll fly.
I'm sure Miller & Jesus didn't intend for the book to be my new friend filter, so, I'll settle for letting its truths sink deeply within me, and connecting with other readers who appreciate it too.
If you've read this, you'll know what I'm talking about, if not, go read it. I'm open to discuss anything that struck you in the book... leave a comment. If you hated the book, just don't let me know.
Don't worry friends, I'm not as fickle as all that, I'll still like you if we disagree. I'll even still love you, truly love you.