Sunday, June 1, 2014

6/1


A friend, a guest, enjoys this house and
While working the gardens here speaks of stories,
Of the need 

We all have to tell our stories. How we all do.
Yesterday I rode with friends, dined with friends,
Swapped some stories 

And made a few more. We all need moments good
Enough to morph into stories, to be carried in mind,
Spoken through heart.

No comments:

Post a Comment