Got inspiration for this poem, realizing how clear the sky was one beautiful sunny day.  Even though it happens pretty often, this just touched me as the weather begins to change for the Fall season. So those who always find yourself imagining cloud pictures totally understand a little where I mean. Thanks for reading pleaseContinue reading

On My Pillow

Ran into my room to dive on to my pillow, listening to the wind howls making the branches of the tree tap against my window. Mad about how fast time goes, And the season of a great friendship had to end. Oh how I miss my best friend! As the showers fall in September, gentlyContinue reading “On My Pillow”