so the wind is blowing a gale
I sit in the darkness of the morning
listening to nature complain
hope she calms down a bit after breakfast
I will take her to the lake
there she can glide across the water
and kick up a wave or two
maybe play havoc with a seagull
but it is fun to see her dancing with the tall pines
And this is why I love being able to read your posts. Quite poetic as usual. I have missed your words.
ReplyDeleteoh, I don’t post this kind of stuff on Blogster anymore...no one with enough brains to get it...
ReplyDeleteWell I am honored that I got to read your words here then...... and I think you know how much I enjoy when you write like this. You inspire me....
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