There have been nights when I wondered if darkness would devour eternity. There have been days when I wondered if sunlight would blind time. In between day and night, I’ve wondered if time would devour me in an eternity of blinding darkness. It’s those moments that I’ve caught in the web of a poem, to ponder on when the rains come and the nights are too long. The poems within are the musings of a woman whose name happens to be Sherrie.