Author Archives: rhudgins
Warm breezes come now. Ask August or September. Winter will come soon. Advertisements
Floating in the air, Facing sunrise and sunset, Leaving us smiling.
Walking in the woods, you catch my eye and I smile, A flash of color.
the long hours stretch monotonous drone silence something is missing.
Morning rain, noisy edging dreams away for me. Waking to sunshine.
I will guard the way, waiting ’til you come again. No pirates allowed.
The dark clouds run low teasing tree tops bending low. Purple flashes now.