Cold winter days circle around in a flurry snowflakes fall gently solitude in daydreams and sweet whispered words make me blush at the thought of what could be if only to let go... I wonder if we are a good fit or if when time tells its tall tale an unedited version of truth - …
Tag: solitude
I Am A Visitor
I’m not a gender bender or person of color - societal descriptive norm I have little faith shy of fairy tales and Mother Nature There are few left in my blood line …yet I am relatively not alone And there are days when the sun comes up and I don’t rise - to the occasion …
Trilby Yates 