I look around this place I love and think how I have neglected it for so long. Touching the table next to me, my finger draws a line in the dust.
Sad, really that dust must cloud my mind. I guess I could excuse myself with preoccupation. That is not an excuse. I have neglected my blog. I have neglected my thoughts. I’m looking at the cobwebs on the ceiling and thinking I must do something. … ANYTHING !
Forgive me if you are a regular reader. It’s been a tough couple of months. Allow me to appeal to you with this:
Steal gray skies and another threat of snow
Worries gather in my soul
And allow no entry of sunshine
I must fight it
Knowing that it could defeat me
I search for the sun
Only to look up
And see nothing but gray
I have no fight left
Praying the crocus do….
