I was named
after the sky
And my sister the earth
So that my parents
Could live forever
In our care
But though she walked
I could not fly
And the clouds were not friends
But dreams
And when the storms came
I stood by the red pine
And watched it get blown away.
Technology connects us—yet leaves us lonelier.
Silence feels safe but builds quiet distance
Kids need predictable love, not perfect parents.
A Tiger Cub is building a community of people who care about connection, culture, and meaningful impact.
If that sounds like you, we’d love to have you join us.
