thanksgiving gratitude may your cornucopia be filled with compassion may it overflow with empathy may you always take the time to show gratitude may you never forget to say thank you may you always stay genuine may you
alone alone with no supports no one to lean on as the seasons change and ageing continues a little weathered but firmly rooted a crushing blow to suddenly be abandoned one part of a grouping suddenly standing solitarily shaking uncontrollably from fear where does
gray gray dark damp and dingy stay in bed pull the covers over your head kinda day days are shorter nights are longer shadows are absorbed into the gray state no colored leaves barren trees the
a sit in solitude well ………well my dear friend… you sit alone in contemplation may i sit without disturbing your thought may i sit and share a time …………………………..of solitude may i sit and learn the lessons that other’s have sought may we sit together on a wordless wandering
whacked back i do not have a happy back it’s out of whack i do not have a happy back it hurts to sit it hurts to stand i can not lay down for then i can not get up my back is not happy nor am i i do
hideaway a hideaway a stay far from the trodden path a place of relax unwind ease from this day to that ease from this thought to that ease from being plugged into to disconnecting with no regret with leaving only a question lingering in the air
