Jul 27, 2018

Stop and breathe


So life on pause with illness 
sick note
Surgical stockings
Too much reading
Small walks
Far too much analysis

Breathe deep.                Listen deeply.                   Imagine noise of Heavens

The wind.                 Bird in flight.                    Quiet conversation 
                        soul music on Vinyl

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MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"