Cycle of life

See the trees with skeletal frame looking limp and rather frail when colours fade and leaves begin falling still they stand quite exposed naked and without any clothes dreading the time of snow and frost when all dignity is lost Wintertime can be so harsh.   But come springtime when they again begin to flourish […]

A little reflection.

Calm of morning Brings the return of night voices Sleep, though erratic Filled with dreams.   They are nights companion Cradled in duck down pillow Some with a tone of sadness Pillow words.   Some of which come morning Appear unclear Mostly, those with a tone of sadness Night voices, take an excursion on a […]