Aug7
Not quite as young as I was once,
Some Sunday traditions with Sammy remain,
Instead of sleeping all morning to recover from the night,
It’s cold pizza for breakfast and watching the rain.
08/07/2022
Apr2
Birds are singing, the sun is peeking,
Windows are open for the sweet, cool breeze.
I’m lying in bed with a purring kitten, thinking
Sunday mornings are made for these…
04/02/2017