we all need to be listened to……… and fed.
one feeds the soul, the other feeds the body.
i miss You.
it does no good to tell me you will come back……..
eventually….
all there is is now.
oh, you have a cookie?
well,
NOW
life is getting sweeter.
the bird in the tree
is singing to the dog.
I do not know the lyrics,
but it does not seem to be a lullaby…..
yet he goes to sleep anyway.
No matter the tune being sung,
it is as important to dream as it is to wake-up.
she looked up at me.
and i looked up at her,
even thought my gaze was lowered.
what a wonderful being is a guinea pig!
How perfect and compact.
How happy filled her chirps are –
how amazing her tiny feets.
A starter pet?
Don’t be silly!
ALL LOVE IS FOREVER.
i heard a call this morning
it came from a tree,
a bird sang it –
a startling?
they are everywhere it seems.
calling me home wherever i am –
city, suburb, country –
forest or park,
i hear the call,
calling me –
home.
to now.
to You.
down the street
there is a cat
who sits outside her fence.
Both sides are mine, she says –
but on one side is a small chihuahua,
two toddlers and two tall humans.
Fences are not the same as boundaries….
sometimes you need to cross one to maintain the other.