the old lady didn’t mind being
called crazy
or being laughed at for
spending her days
alone
in her small cottage
facing the dark corner
of the room and
talking to
......
I lay peacefully, head upon my pillow,
Until I see movement in my peripheral.
Was fuzz I thought,
But…maybe not?
I begin to rise,
My eyes searching, seeking.
Yet, I see no fuzz at all.
All I see,
is something sprinting,
sprinting straight to me…
......
I lay peacefully, head upon my pillow,
Until I see movement in my peripheral.
Was fuzz I thought,
But…maybe not?
I begin to rise,
My eyes searching, seeking.
Yet, I see no fuzz at all.
All I see,
is something sprinting,
sprinting straight to me…
......
the old lady didn’t mind being
called crazy
or being laughed at for
spending her days
alone
in her small cottage
facing the dark corner
of the room and
talking to
......