On a crisp sunny morn',
I lay my new born...
On her sixteenth Birthday
Make-up and high heels...
Twelve strikes chime in under the chaos of stars,
our crescent moon smiling down...
I wasn't surprised-
getting lost in the shuffle...
~ ~ 5.11.16 ~ ~
as trouser legs went...
"":.:""
"''II""...
While Shepard's strolled upon the hills,
As many nights before...
This is the season
giving thanks and sharing gifts...
A season
where pinetrees are fully dressed...
It’s Christmas Jumper Day today,
down at the Department of Dross...
This is in honor of a woman
that never complained...
Ocean,
sky...