a boat gliding on the water
A boat gliding on the water a boat gliding on the water My tears fall like raindrops The depth of my sadness Is reflected in the
Solitary Musings on a Foggy Morn
The fog more than a mist shrouds the tree lined border of our yard The birds not visible are in conversation somewhere nearby Otherwise I am left alone
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Gratitude
I write this note of gratitude from the eye of the storm.
Those Times I've Cried
I went to the waters edge and walked along the rocky shore The sun was low in the November sky As I watched the sun rise