Waking to a dust storm
My imagination concocted.
When it had settled down
An image appeared befuddled.
Now why should you be any
Wiser? I asked this puzzled thing.
When a thought comes to me,
I just laugh, as it occurs so infrequently.
Stand up and stop your laughing.
I'm not the fool you seem to be.
The wisdom that others profess,
I have long since forgotten.
waiting for a thought,
and then I forget,
what it was I forgot.
Michael D.
My ex-wife's Lhasa was named Toby (short for Tobias McMuffin McCracken). Lordy Be Goshen! Could that picture be he?
Ron
Love ya!
Jane