As keen as mustard
I’m finally learning to hold my tongue Much tighter than I ever held you I’m realizing that I’ve fought harder to let you go than I did to let you stay Because losing you was the last resort But losing you was the last straw I’m finally learning how to love you From afar, of […]
MoreI once had a favorite pair of shoes They were dark chestnut, flat, lace-up booties I wore them to extinction Ever year around Fall I search for a pair of boots to replace them I search with hope and vigor, but alas I cannot find them I search, but damn it, I cannot find them […]
MoreI wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high
O'er valleys and hills
When all at once I saw a crown
A host of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake
Beneath the trees
Fluttering and dancing
In the breeze
William Wordsworth
