Life is a journey, best to set your own pace As other sprint by, thinking it a race Ask, what's the hurry? we finish in the same place. If a look of bewilderment adorns their face? Well, their's is a soul who's lost their way.
what's the worst they could say, to shoot your ego down in flames? that's an easy one for me to claim, loved only one, himself and thus died, unloved, that's a real shame
after winter rage silence blankets frozen earth a white raven calls
Had 22 inches at yhe house here in Anchorage and saw the white raven today that has set up residence in Anchorage this winter. Another 12 to 16 expected Sunday.