not quite a poem but it is poetry maybe.…
do you remember your dreams?…
a poem…
a poem...…
stay safe, be well…
Those rare moments when the world fades away and a quiet descends. I found myself in one of those yesterday night. I could hear myself think. The voice inside did not have an exhausting quality like a fan noise…
There once lived a rude man in a lovely cottage just outside of town. His name was Mr. Red. And he was very rude indeed. Early in the morning, when the helpful bird outside his window chirped, on the…
Once on a planet far far awayA tickled pink pony was galloping with sway No one could tell why her heart’s gone astray Tickity-tok, hippity-hop, she ignored all in the way She crossed the grassland, she crossed the plain…
They say ignorance is bliss but freshly descending from new mommy bliss this mommy begs to politely and vehemently differ. I love reading, so you won’t be surprised to know that I split my pre-partum maternity leave into sleeping…
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