
George wears it so very well….

George wears it so very well….
that tune is familiar, words similar, have been spoken. stories, tales I remember as a child. playing games, smiling, days of innocence, never-ending fun…

little one exploring…..
my friend, my enemy. The Glenlivet, I crave. easing my heart, releasing pain. sugar coated words are useless. facts remain. …
rolling sideways, years flying, loved ones dying. it’s life they say, painful anyway….

she’s the boss
sitting in the pew, listening. words of comfort to soothe our souls. spoken with good intent, once again. my tears will fall at home….
Zero hour, nine a.m…it’s just my job, five days a week….

….flowers…

calmness, serenity ✨️ 😌