~ ~ ~ We are all seekers This motley band Our trail is full of rocks and roots Unexpected turns And long stretches through darkness I cannot say these journeys lead To happy endings But something draws us From the crowded passage Of well paved pathways ~ ~ ~
Sitting at the supper table with my brother Laughing ’til we can’t breathe Thirty years Thousands of miles Some things never change
So, my computer and I both crashed after Christmas. It’s a toss up which one will get up and running first, I’m betting on the computer, I don’t have the luxury of a hardware upgrade.
I’m feeling the need for something a little goofy, so here’s the challenge to you all: Add a poem about your work life
“But, don’t you love yourself enough to sit down to eat?”