Only Breath – A Poem for the Weekend
I am not from the East or the West...
Bonjour Baby!
Besides, I think I could get used to coming in that red front door.
Do You Believe in Destiny?
I find this to be both a wonderful and terrifying thought.
Glue and Ideas that Stick
That's a thought that I'd like to stick.
Patience My Dear, Patience
And when I'm not? Oh dear. Not so much.