My my

My my bittersweet time passes before the cup is half empty or maybe half full. My my soft anxieties slip from view before you know. My my we were thrushes flying away to find a new home.   Photo by Katerina Kerdi on Unsplash.


There a good happy Things In my life And I took the time To relish Just the other day A glimpse into the present And I realized I have more than a full Life. It was one of those thoughts I thought I'd never think One of those ideas That I could never call my … Continue reading Home