POEMS (SORT OF)
Sometimes a sentence shows up and refuses to leave. Occasionally it rhymes. Mostly it doesn’t. Not trying to be profound. Just trying to describe a feeling that I don't know how.
Sometimes a sentence shows up and refuses to leave. Occasionally it rhymes. Mostly it doesn’t. Not trying to be profound. Just trying to describe a feeling that I don't know how.
One thoughtful email a week. A rare gem about the strange business of being human. The kind that makes you think,
“So, it’s not just me.” You can leave any time. No hard feelings.