Falling from the tree never hurt the leaf. It is the limb that feels the loss.
Worth cannot be measured by price. But life can be measured by cost.
TAKE shelter from the rain
TAKE words to heart
GIVE thanks to those who shelter us
GIVE pause to those who make words art.
Children’s laughs make us happy.
Children’s hugs let us heal.
Children’s tears make us sappy.
Children’s fears let us feel.
Pain Regret Insecurity Despair Ennui.
A sheet torn. Absolute disaster. Alarm sounds. Ample rubble.
An old frame shattered. Art lost. Askew toy. At peace.
Little boy fell for Love
—Love was not entertained
Little boy sang for Love
—Love was refrained
Little boy held onto Love
—Love was unchained
If like Dickens, it is Dickensian.
If like Hemingway, it is Hemingwegian.
If like Wilde, it is Wildebeest.
She melts what’s left of my heart.
She’s not merely a muse
And if my love was circumvented
You may not know ’twas I who sent it
Though indeed it still will flow
and reach you yet lo
Distance between people can be measured by miles or by time.
when the song fades
you will still hear it in your head
just keep on dancing along
let it catch up to you again
• Words I wish I had said.
• Things I hope I remember.
• Times I wished I was in bed.
This is my December.