Never have I had such a word describe me so well.. It should be my middle name!
I thought it would be nice to share one of my older poems. This one was written for a lovely friend call Ann, in response to a cry from the heart.
I miss you (Mum)
When words are worthless,
and actions void,
I just wish I could stand,
right by your side,
Lower my head,
Wait a while,
Until the moment,
I could see a smile.
It was my mum's birthday a couple of days ago, she was 61 (and doesn't look it to me) I am so grateful to still have her here to talk to... even if she is the first to call me Loquacious!
Today, a couple of new ones:
Best to avoid ~ one's face ~ when pulling ~ electric fence poles ~ out from of sticky mud!
1) Stuck in a paradigm moment, reflective on what might, was, is and will be.
2) If I could live the moment once more, it would be that smile at the door.
As you may be able to tell, I take myself far to seriously. I am still recovering from the wounds of my morning accident.