Tuesday, November 4, 2014

My Day

I rise
I dream
I grieve
I notice
I smile
Some days are just like that.
Then to this place of safety,
of dreaming,
of warmth,
and enchantment
I return


Jeanie said...

A perfect poem. Perfect photo.

Lorrie said...

On really hard or frustrating days, it's lovely to think of my bed waiting for me with crisp sheets and soft pillow and warm blankets. Delightful photo.

Rosemary said...

Simply beautiful! the photo... and the words.... makes me want to crawl back into bed and experience the warmth and enchantment it provides!

Angela McRae said...

Oh, I'd love to crawl into that pretty bed!