new old kid on the blog, with an occasional old or new poem written off the old writer's block
The dear dearly departed, on whom we build our memories.
you move on but they come with youto scold, or haunt, or caressor merely questionwhy it is you're still hereand they're notEfharisto, Vassilis.P.S. Is the school up and running yet? Much success and I hope you get lots of pupils.
Dear friends,Both of you are clearly not at a loss for words--thanks for offering them.Annie,A few things still need doing but we're up and running--or should that be walking?!
The dear dearly departed, on whom we build our memories.
ReplyDeleteyou move on but they come with you
ReplyDeleteto scold, or haunt, or caress
or merely question
why it is you're still here
and they're not
Efharisto, Vassilis.
P.S. Is the school up and running yet? Much success and I hope you get lots of pupils.
Dear friends,
ReplyDeleteBoth of you are clearly not at a loss for words--thanks for offering them.
Annie,
A few things still need doing but we're up and running--or should that be walking?!