This morning's moments held much to smile about...
(the best part? He patted the floor and wanted Grandma right there beside him
to share in the delight of anything with wheels😊)
(the best part? He patted the floor and wanted Grandma right there beside him
to share in the delight of anything with wheels😊)
Then morning melded to noon,
and noon to night
and noon to night
Night’s raven wing has gathered
Earth’s brood beneath its bars
The ash of tears and laughter
Strewed to a roof of stars
Ebony whispers suture
Its miles where moments meld
To Past’s vast cast of pictures
In Thought alone beheld
© Janet Martin
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