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.
Tag: #poetry
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.
One Foot After Another – Breathe
Some words and thoughts pass quickly; some linger in a walker's mind as she strides past.
Sing for me, Tui
The Tuis' have been so boisterous around our neighborhood it's been a pleasurable experience.
Fly high, Mary
Sometimes there are no answers to our questions about why certain events occur in life.
Life at No. 22 