Running a little dry tonight, but this just kind of came out...the pic is of my youngest daughter, mimicking her Aunt Ria who is studying to be a nun (her "Habit" is the hand towel from my bathroom LOL)
The still silence settled around the house is broken by quiet cries I come to you wipe the tears from your eyes and bring you to sit with me as I write Cradling a doll in one hand, clutching a cup in the other you totter down the hall to secure a place in my lap Head rests on my shoulder, hands slip round my neck as the click-click of the keys send you off to dream once more
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...
I started to laugh reading that....lol!!
Love Tinka
Felix
PS: 'Little nun' is adorable. Know you are proud.
Love,Eileen