breathing the fresh air
breathing the fresh air
bipedal locomotion
a chill winter's day
breathing the fresh air
bipedal locomotion
a chill winter's day
odd choices are made
possible consequences
scattered confusion
just a simple word
crashing down on hopes and dreams
spoken without thought
playing with fire
what could possibly go wrong
besides everything
a loved one is lost
they can no longer answer
saying goodbye dad
a simple lever
tiny fulcrum of power
see what it can move
morning scrambled eggs
treeematoes resting on top
tasty breakfast this day
that feeling is there
borrowed deep within the heart
some sadness just is
flickering candle
and scraps of wrapping paper
a calm winter's night
line seems long today
for that morning cup of joe
an odd addiction