This poem sort of sneaks up on you, or shoul I say slithers....pray if you are the prey, keep riding your bike Lance, but then there is snakes everywhere that is not really a garantee either, yes don't go near the universities that's where they breed them. Blessings!
Jasmin Horst
Each person is but a grain of sand resting beside the sea. This thought sets the tone for Jill Eisnaugle’s latest poetry collection, Beside Still Waters.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Cousin Chrissy
Jasmin Horst
I'd rather eat deer & squirrel
hummmm I think I had snake once...
a slithering poem :)
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie