at least I have the sky
puffy clouds, setting sun
natures beneficial canopy
and a warm pool always beckoning
“come, make circles inside your menagerie”
with fluffy cats and a cuddly dog
always loving, always giving
never angry, never sad
smiling, always smiling
my friends, my love...enchanté forever soft, full of love
not knowing of a circle of hate
a covered wagon of a man
demanding all of “the” attention
outwardly being by my side
inwardly a billion light years away
help, who will save me now? sigh
thankfully, at least I have the sky
to dream my time away
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
Ron
Love Tinka
~~martin~~
to dream my time away"
This sums it up very nicely, Sara. A compelling poem. Thank you for sharing it. Love and peace,
Regis