There are times when reading the local newspaper ignites a smile. Today, was one of those times and prompted this poem.
Category: Poetry
Rain on me
Walking along muddy trails. listening to the beat of raindrops, nostrils filled with freshened air, catching drops on my tongue - beats a moment of sitting indoors clean and dry.
Goodbye, Dad
Our Dad - no words can fully describe the loss that will be felt for years to come if not all our lives. Though we know it's a blessing that he can now be at peace.
We knew a dog named Blue
During winter's wetter and cooler days, photo sorting seems a constructive way to idle away a few hours. One such day, I came across an image of an old mate who wasn't very photogenic.
One Foot After Another – Breathe
Some words and thoughts pass quickly; some linger in a walker's mind as she strides past.
Life at No. 22 