Thursday, January 16, 2020

Friday, January 10, 2020

365 1/8

There was a fanfare blowin' to the sun
That was floating on the breeze
Look at Mother Nature on the run
In the 1970s

365 1/7

Where does it all lead? What will become of us?
These were our young questions, and young answers were revealed.
It leads to each other.
We become ourselves.

365 1/6

Betty said she prayed today
For the sky to blow away
Or maybe stay
She wasn't sure