Poem from my archives | Of things lost and half found
A nice little "photograph" of why we do some of the things that we do. It can be strange sometimes.
Poem as photograph! Love that idea, Michael
Loved the bittersweet tone of this. ❤️
Thank you so much Epsita :)
So true. I have tried over the years to gather less and give away more, and yet, there is so much undecided!
I know! And so much hanging in the balance
Spring cleaning lasts forever. Must lingers in placement. A scent of fresh air in summers fallen by the way side. Recycled in a different form of reverie.
Conjures many memories. Thank you.
That's wonderful to know Maria, thank you
Ah...
A nice little "photograph" of why we do some of the things that we do. It can be strange sometimes.
Poem as photograph! Love that idea, Michael
Loved the bittersweet tone of this. ❤️
Thank you so much Epsita :)
So true. I have tried over the years to gather less and give away more, and yet, there is so much undecided!
I know! And so much hanging in the balance
Spring cleaning lasts forever. Must lingers in placement. A scent of fresh air in summers fallen by the way side. Recycled in a different form of reverie.
Conjures many memories. Thank you.
That's wonderful to know Maria, thank you
Ah...