Lost In Wild Imaginations Or Vain Schemes of Some Anticipated Good
Some quiet time
no talking
no hurrying
no running
no appointments made for next milions of weeks
just sitting
taking pleasure in sitting
peace and quiet
maybe with ice tea or nice cup of hot coffee
looking at the sea
and some love...
These are the deepest ones.
Copyright © Weeping Willow | Year Posted 2016
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