"Time for bed,"
Mother Earth said.
"Not for a while,"
said her wild child.
"A song, first.
I need a song
to play in my head
before going to bed." So Mother Earth
gave her child a song....
But then this wild child wants a snack and PJs and a kiss....
Lynn Plourde's text snaps and crackles like the leaves of fall as Mother Earth gently gets her daughter ready for bed. And Greg Couch's extraordinary...