Fragility of a child’s innocence, Scaling logs, danger abounds, Naivety at the forefront, Laughter all around. Red roses blooming, Sparrows flying overhead, Bees drawn to pollen beds, Picturesque, perfect. Sawdust and grease, Machinery, nuts and bolts too, Timber...
A big thankyou to all for your kisses, Your hugs, My 70th birthday celebrated with music, In harmony, Amidst an abundance of joy, happiness, Perfect love. As laugher echoed across the canal, Waters blue, Basking in God’s radiant beauty, I thought of those not present...
Scars and wounds are priceless, They come at great expense. Not to be hidden, but exposed, for all to see without relent They are a sign of Courage, carrying mysteries of the unknown, of pain and suffering, fighting for those they have not known. Or from unexpected...
