Recalling your green eyes on that beautiful day. Every delicate food that my mouth tasted. Many minutes uselessly wasted. Every kiss he blew from far away. Moaning about the lack of money. Befriending a stranger. Enjoying the absence of danger. Realising that the cake contained honey.
Footprints in the snow
over a sleeping town
as the icy breeze stills
snow starts coming down
‘Tis early on midwinter’s day
And Nature is in all her glory
Never was a day more perfect
Not in any rhyme, or story.
I stand in the snow
In the garden that has turned into a world of white.
All is silent
No birds, no singing crickets
Nothing but the tiny bubbling of a frozen creak
As its waters battle to flow beneath the ice.
There are no colors around me but white
If the dog had more turkey that Christmas than me
Then that, she informs me, is how it should be;
While I can have chocolate, mince pies and cake,
(And any more naughtiness that I can bake)
She’s not allowed half the best of the stuff,
Which, as a deal, she considers quite tough.
U is for Unique You are unique! You are unique, just like this stone in my hand. You are unique! You are unique, you are beautiful. At least as beautiful as a beautiful flower. You are unique! You are unique, you are captivating just like this hallucinogenic mushroom. You are unique! You are unique, you are mysterious … Continue reading U is for Unique #AtoZChallenge