Most days you forget. There is always so much to do & before you know it you are busy doing the countless everyday things that make your life narrow & mundane. But if you remember to look out the window, up & over the roofs, beyond the rows of neatly manicured lawns & suburban … Continue reading Oxygen
the view outside my window of blossoms, birds, bees & trees changes as do I.
Come with me my little one – away, away from here, Come with me to the far grey hills where rooks and eagles dare to make their nest a rocky ledge and soar through misty cloud, Come my love, come take my hand – escape the city crowds. Come with me my little one … Continue reading Lullaby for a Pandemic
Grey gulls sky surfing, Trembling daffodils cower in the lashing sleet.