Author Archives: rhudgins
Floating in our midst Our troubles never drift far, A blossom can appear. Advertisements
I open to you, a bright spot in the clouds, a remembrance.
When times are busy, even hectic, I ponder on what might have been.
Life is balancing, One foot in the air – sometimes, or on the water’s edge.
The warm sun beats down on me caressing my cheek dreaming yesterdays.
Warm breezes come now. Ask August or September. Winter will come soon.
Floating in the air, Facing sunrise and sunset, Leaving us smiling.