Thursday, February 21, 2013

A collection of thoughts.......

My pen attacks my hand~ Wars with my thought~ My eyes play tricks I hide~ Damned paper smudges .. Alas I begrudges.. No more the hour 

It's the smallest of things .. The kindness of others..waking,.. Your smile, mostly the children.. I'm thankful for each day 

1 comment:

  1. Your words are an epiphany of sound pressed upon the ear of my mind as I read and visualize the vibrant essence of your thoughts.