Everyone needs his own space, 
Somewhere quiet,
To talk to the soul ,
And feel life's grace.
21/10/2022

Walking is excercise and means to destress
With Mother Nature as company I am off
Charity miles tracker so ASPCA gets funding for every mile
Listening for bird songs
Buying a bag of nuts for the squirrels in park
Placing them under trees and by fences
One little one looking for food hid in his tree
Quietly watching for the sweetheart to climb down
Happily munching on what left I behind
Sunday walks in October

C@rainbowchaser2022

She was that kind of woman
That the wind washed over her face
The flowers emanated from her
a scent of a time forgotten

I'm surrounded
By people from all walks of life
With cars that have travelled miles
But I'm all by myself

I cannot escape the smell of her hair
Her eyes as they follow me on the flooded road
As skip over puddles and evade her eyes
Newspaper tell their story, the smoke is evergreen

I'm holding her artistic fingers
Entangled in her smoke rings that linger a second too long
She sings out her blues
I'm living each day anew