If I were to ask the sky Why? It wouldn’t tell me And if I were to ask a human They would tell me from their experience Not mine If I were to ask my dog She would speak with her eyes But I cannot fathom what that means Questioning of the mind can be […]
I’m looking at my dog She is trying to be cool But her tail is beating overtime Giving her away …I’m so glad I don’t wear my heart on the outside
“Look at all these mistakes”he sighed from high above her on the ladder. “They’re just nails – they hold it all together” She muttered searching about for a hammer. “Well it’s very messy” He huffed. She missed the nail, hit her thumb. And the pain taught her a lessons. Same as it always did.