Monthly Archives: July 2023

Looking back,
Each square,
Feels familiar. …

Delicate, fragrant, layered,
With a natural glow.
On gloomy days, …

Obligations,
Tend to wear on me,
Even though I know, …

I recall the days,
When doors were closed,
The world felt cold, …

They may look the same,
But only one,
Is meant for me. …

I sleep better,
Knowing a few candies,
Are close at hand. …

The longer,
I travel this road,
The more perspective, …

Old pictures,
Bring back memories.
Of sweet innocent days, …

When clear skies,
Can barely be seen,
It is futile to dream, …

Few things in life,
Are black or white.
Like wildfires, …

Daily,
I’m fed the news,
Through others’ eyes. …

A faded,
Cracked wall,
Crying out for repair, …

Flowers have taught me,
That freshness and joy,
Are states of mind. …

Numbers speak,
A language of their own.
They never lie. …

Why a wall,
Requires roofing,
Is hard for me, …

Long summer days,
When we played,
With make-believe toys, …