Thursday, July 10, 2014

A (sort of) poem for the morning

The splotches on my arm are fading
I don't see any on the way.
and bad thoughts are at bay.

Maddie did her down dog
and licked my fingers when I did mine.

Then it was time for coffee.

2 comments:

susiegb said...

Yeayy! I'm like you Ronnie - always having to guard against seeing problems when they most likely don't exist! Although, I do think I'm better now than I was a few years ago ... :)

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