“Tomorrow I’ll miss you” — my son’s last Children’s Day

four person standing at top of grassy mountain

The shrill delight in my youngest son's loud declaration reverberated across our home yesterday morning. C was emphatically reminding us that it was Children's Day in my land. Yet for some nebulous cosmic reason, what actually came to my mind when I heard him was a voice from another land instead. Or should I say, … Continue reading “Tomorrow I’ll miss you” — my son’s last Children’s Day

My Monday Metrical Musings #11

The Shallows Photo by Rodrigo Souza on Pexels.com They walk right inLike they own the placeIt's like I'm goneWithout a single traceTaking charge as ifThey're my kingdom's True heirsPray tell if you see thisWould you also be asking me Where? Where have I gone?Why let these shallows come?Why open the door For every single oneOf … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #11