Blue skies

remind me

of fireflies

floating brightly


In the dark

as if new births

left a mark

on supple earth


Where mother nature’s

breasts bloomed

as flowers mature

to heal concrete wounds.


I know I said I would post pictures by me, but truth is, I am too busy. So this blog will incorporate photos by me and Pinterest. It seems I allowed life to get in the way of what is most important to me, writing.

*Picture by Pinterest*