-
I had
every intention of...
-
A Boy Called Baby Squirrel
I watched from the corner of my eye...
-
It was only when I
rested a teacup...
-
We were not born in a storm.
There were no heavy-browed...
-
I offered to you,
-all I had...
-
Curiosity scrapes my heels,
inflaming patience...
-
-
Tonight I sleep -
brushed by the warmth of...
-
A bell tolls,
for the hour of discontent...
-
There is something
about Winter...
-
Our forever garden, a place where you and I
sit on a bench made of wood, carved with hearts...
-
I...
-
Polka dots of green
cascading down a celestial sphere...