Floating

Loneliness floating on an autumn leaf, winter turns to spring so please speak softly: we do not want to scare the buds. They may hear the truth, like a riddle read off the page and asked to solve for entry: a one-way ticket over the bridge from single to taken, a world where kisses doContinue reading “Floating”

Riverside Park

Some days, my eyes drift down like leaves falling to the ground they do not fight the wind they say, “Thank you,” and move on.   Others, they cry– and don’t even know why– it doesn’t feel like rain it just feels like a mess I have made.   Listen as I run.   Footsteps left behindContinue reading “Riverside Park”

Teacher

In times of good and bad I let nature be my teacher.   One leaf sways as gently as a summer song, not so I can sing along– but to remind me that I belong in these last pieces of greenery, they are not simple scenery they are our home a good climb upon a hill doesContinue reading “Teacher”

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