The Warmth Of The First Coast Has Returned

The warmth of the First Coast has returned But the ocean haze is beating out the sunshine Sitting on the boardwalk, cold drink in my hand My love reading me the pages of ‘Dandelion Wine’ Summer hasn’t arrived with its full force In the breeze, the air cool, yet warm for March Sideways glances, thinkingContinue reading “The Warmth Of The First Coast Has Returned”

Sitting At The Windowsill

Sitting at the windowsillFingers stained by my inkFace red & tranquilly humbledCold & tumbled; too frozen to thinkThe nights are dropping tempsI’ll need to do everything to keep warmThough I’m unwrapping each layerEagerly embracing your gracious formLife is a fine chance to love youTrading kisses as I adjust your weary crownTelling stories of our youngerContinue reading “Sitting At The Windowsill”