why do i set my
sights so low, when i should have
much higher standards
On being human…
why do i set my
sights so low, when i should have
much higher standards
another sunset
did i spend my day wisely
or waste precious time
oh joy, my heart sings!
the spell you cast on me is
broken, and i’m free
another birthday
another year gone by in
the blink of an eye
sometimes you have to
close the door yourself before
another opens
glass of cold white wine
full basket of fresh baked bread
beef carpaccio