the hour late
the glass half empty
the cat asleep
under covers
on the bed
and this old man
gazes out
to the overgrown garden
in the dark
his mind five thousand miles
away
the hour late
the glass half empty
the cat asleep
under covers
on the bed
and this old man
gazes out
to the overgrown garden
in the dark
his mind five thousand miles
away
Crafting, Cooking & Journalling through Life
la condivisione del dolore è un dono di amore da parte di chi lo fa e di chi lo riceve
A picture tells a thousand stories!
Epistles, Thoughts, and Concerns
Here, Now and Somewhere else
Moda-Creative thinking
Lucania la mia ragione di vita
Deal with the faults of others as gently as your own.
....But if you stay in my lane long enough, you'll experience my emotions...
Daily wind
Welcome to my world
Gesundheit - Rezepte - Reisen
Blog de literatura e artes
Urban art and culture
We're all on a road to somewhere.
My poetry is my religion.
poetry by Robert Ford
Recetas caseras y fáciles
So, you’ve live east and west… are you with the Reds or Dodgers? Me…if it wasn’t the Cubs or Brewers I am less than not interested. What an abomination of a World Series. But I suppose you might have some loyalty or other?
My loyalty was to the Brooklyn Dodgers but when they went west, my young heart felt betrayed and I could never love another team again.
So you went to Ebbet’s field as a kid? It’s nice they’ve preserved Wrigley field in Chicago. Connects a fan to something real even as players come and go. Well, wait till next year.
Right. There’s always a next year.