Saturday, December 31, 2016


I breath believe the colors of a  day 
stay in the heart to impart fair care to 
those near, dear. 

Saturday, December 24, 2016


No choice, only to hold this dear soul,
Arlo ever happy to see me,
On to you, Dear.

I am just unbelievably undone.

Monday, December 12, 2016


My Cooper is gone.
As unexpected as were you, Dear.
Gray, cold, beach.