A short story about the memories a beautiful summer can bring. Continue reading
summer
Don’t Sweat It
The inspiration for this poem speaks for itself. Good thing, as I’ve no intention of ever mentioning it again.
Shaded
The day of walking by the lake with Thoughts on Epitaph my sunglasses also broke. It happened first, as did the idea for this; a poem about being kept in the dark.
Thoughts on Epitaph
It’s always good to plan ahead. I thought of this while out for a walk by the lake on a beautifully perfect sunny summer’s day.
