Like snow falling persistently these days,
my ten lines kept on coming this morning.
broader
than
anyone
imagines
the impact
of words
both
thoughtful
and
thoughtless
***
creating
rhyme
takes
time
which
i
don't
choose
to
lose
***
in
our quiet
lies
our peace
he
with
mine
i
with
his
***
living
with
an
older
adult
i
forget
i
am
one
***
all
that
glitters
is
not gold
all
that
rhymes
is
not poetry
I like it! Our snow came and went in less than a day. 😊
ReplyDeleteYou’re very talented!
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