Please Hold My Hand
Without your hand, I try to stand,
But underneath my shoes and socks
The fickle ground just tilts and rocks,
And lands me down upon my knee,
I need your hand to steady me. Continue reading Please Hold My Hand
Month: February 2021
Birds vs. Squirrels
The squirrels have staked out the old garden plot,
They found some old bird seed they like a whole lot.
Along came a bird who was keen for a snack,
But had to go hungry, afraid of attack… Continue reading Birds vs. Squirrels
Hope Has Withered Grim
A stranger and an exile
in a land I once called home.
The world is waning stranger
as I peer into the gloam.
My bleary eyes breathe teary cries,
as all the days wax dim.
My tender nerves have no reserves
my hope has withered grim. Continue reading Hope Has Withered Grim
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