It has been longer than it should have been since I posted online so I thought that I would take some time out of my day to put pen to paper- or keys to screen.
I write from a Sunny clime where, as has become customary, I have been rushed off my feet, and consequently, I have become ill. Today has been a day to recover- or half recover. Most of it spent sleeping but the next few minutes writing. Here are my efforts which I write whilst listening to the rain and wind fall in a distant land.
I write from a Sunny clime where, as has become customary, I have been rushed off my feet, and consequently, I have become ill. Today has been a day to recover- or half recover. Most of it spent sleeping but the next few minutes writing. Here are my efforts which I write whilst listening to the rain and wind fall in a distant land.
Alive
Adrift and carried by the wind
A silken feather floating by
Gentle breeze you touch me
Remind me I am alive.
