On Tuesday the rain the smoke drifting from the chimneys and the trucks the damp seeping from the mosses and the ferns the wet weeping from the cedars and the firs the flowers growing from the lawns and the fields More NaPoWriMo
Day: April 21, 2017
NaPoWriMo Seventeenth Post
Monday mornings I wake early and gladly move toward new challenges Monday mornings when the rain pounds I struggle to rise and finally shine Monday mornings the sun rises with me and we race into the week’s work. More NaPoWriMo
NaPoWriMo Sixteenth Post
The weekend passes quickly And the week, both expected and anticipated, passes slowly until the deadline is here. More NaPoWriMo.