even my worry
decides to kick off its shoes
and play in the rain—
forgetting for a moment
its soggy gray socks
August 24, 2018 by Rosemerry
even my worry
decides to kick off its shoes
and play in the rain—
forgetting for a moment
its soggy gray socks
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged drought, poem, poetry, worry | 2 Comments
That’s a lovely thought. Kicking worry into the sidelines for a short period of time. Truly lovely x.
Thank you … yeah, that worry, every now and then it figures out how to dance 🙂