Month: March 2020

TGIF, yeah!
TGIF, yes horray!
TGIF, yeah!

1and1, oh boy!
What a mess, I like them less,
Cannot recommend.

My wet shoes last night,
They warmed themselves, drying,
And ready for use.

I’m planning to start,
Doing more writing and art,
Horse before the cart.

Grey clouds are looming,
Or more hanging heavily,
And falling as rain.

So, wash your hands well,
Don’t shake hands, use your elbows,
To push open doors.

Working on the train,
Getting those note written up,
It is such a chore.

The days are lighter,
As morning sun shines brightly,
And clouds soak it in.

I’m working on through,
Turning pages, checking notes,
And writing up more.

I see sights of light,
And reflections catch my eye,
And shadows can’t hide.

March is marching on,
It entered without fanfare,
And now marks the days.

Many people wait,
For the early morning train,
That thankfully comes.

The sun out to play,
Brightly greeting the morning,
And we felt its warmth.

I wonder does it work,
This daily need to update,
Then I get surprised.

Daffodils blooming,
In their vast fields of yellow,
Bright and lovely too.