When coming home to familiar places they aren't familiar faces and even the buildings have now changed but the streets are the same ones you knew so some how, some HOW it still seems familiar Even though nothing in your... Continue Reading →
I looked out at the winter night The moon cast such long cold shadows Over the freshly fallen snow The deer tracks ran away into the forest Long strides with another set in close pursuit A chase. But no blood.... Continue Reading →
When I reach into thin air And wish there was someone there To help me with this searing pain inside To comfort some of this loneliness To lend a simple hug when I need it But I realize I must... Continue Reading →
Gypsy Aurora Musings 