Caretaker of males, both human and feline. No lady, but all woman. Avid reader and photographer. Determined to find writing time during busy days. And nights if needed. Because I need you to meet the wonderful people who are living in my mind.
Like the endless sea life ripples forward then flows back usually calm sometimes wild out of hand but always on the move. Invisible threat from the deep in balance with nurturing sunlight You can not turn the tide control or hold it so come along surprise – yourself and others dance in the rain and sing in the storm!
Why are you this close, mrs. mosquito? Don’t you have any friends to cuddle up to? Could you at least try to keep your nose out of other people’s business? Because you’re getting under my skin and in my blood.
And yet so shy, dear mosquito, that you only dare to sing when it’s dark, whether solo, or in a choir. Please tell me why you only appear at night? Did you perhaps do something that cannot see the light of day?
I beg of you, let me behold your graceful dance in all her glory. Step into the spotlight with your slim body and elegant limbs. Show your face and I will worship you up close.
For now alas, I fear, I have, my dear, full of adoration with my ovation clapped you to death.