A Memory Of Love & Accepting Change

A little later than inspected, I am back from my Autumn break in Crete. A Memory of Love We all just leave a memory And perhaps a broken heart So different from when we came here At that time we called the start We learnt so many lessons And stepped on lots of toes...

The Garden Invader

There’s a squirrel in my garden And its eating all my nuts Hanging from the feeder In a way that I don’t trust The pigeons in their numbers Simply stand and stare And watch their morning breakfast Vanish in thin air That bushy tailed invader Really does not care For...