I love…

I love how the sea beckons me, picks me up, kisses my face and tousles my hair in warm greeting like an old forever friend.  

reclaimEd

roses tipped with pink

grow new days

& smell like freedom,

making her heart

shine like the sun

glistening on the ocean

outside his window.

In Memory of…

…two of our guppies who seem to have drowned in a bowl of goldfishes.
My they Rest in Peace at Bondi.
Bless their fishy tails.