Dreams Begin With Me

Dreams Begin With Me I pray my dreams will all come true,To fly through skies of sapphire blue,To trace the rivers winding low…But only I can make it so. I long to gather dawn in verse,Where dreams and words I can rehearse,Each stanza warmed by amber glow…But only I can make it so. The hoursContinue reading “Dreams Begin With Me”

The Gardener

Blogophilia 48.3  Topic:  “Spring Fever” Bonus Points: (Hard, 2 pts): incorporate 2 electric wood working tools (Easy, 1 pt) : mention a cracked pot “The Old Gardener” by Thomas Kiefer (c) 2011 The Gardener Every March saw him grow restless, he felt the rush of spring fever coursing through his ambitious veins, evidenced by dog-earedContinue reading “The Gardener”