in a haiku kind of mood...
Dreams dissolve so fast
in the harsh glare of morning.
A new day awaits...
~
I borrowed your coat
and forgot to give it back --
Sorry, it's mine now.
(OK, that was a cheeky haiku, promise to get serious again now...)
~
Each time my phone rings,
I startle, thinking it's you --
Forgetting you're gone.
~
Hope walked in the door,
sat herself at my table
and asked for some tea.












POST A COMMENT
Wanna say something? Make yourself heard!
We reserve the right to delete spam, flames, or other nasty stuff.