Warmth overcomes me,
As I leave the filth behind me,
Wallowing didn’t help me.
Meeting you was serendipity.
Poem of the Week
Serendipity
If only my desk was normally this tidy
Poem of the Week - Last Week
Flick
With a flick of your tail,
A nod of your head,
I know it is time,
To climb up to bed.
With a sniff and a lick,
A wink of your eye,
The time has come,
To say goodbye.
Goodbye old friend,
Tired and sore,
As your eyes close,
You'll have pain no more.
Poem of the Week - 2 Weeks Ago
Karen
You had such vibrance, rhythm and control,
You held others in rapture with the purity of your soul.
You were the sun in a world of dark,
And in your hands you held my heart.
Though your body has left this place,
Gone from the world and its hectic pace.
Your light shines on and your rainbow flies,
Strong in memories, hearts and minds.
In memory of my sister on her birthday, the eighteenth of April.
This was a three word prompt given to me by Fa Ri from the Facebook group Writers' Soapbox. The three words were serendipity, filth and warmth.