Perish the Thought

Daily Prompt: The Road Less Traveled ~*~ I shudder to think about that alternate road while Manda, my 12-year-old inquisitor, continues to draw in her journal awaiting an answer. Indeed, where would my life have taken me had I stayed with her uncle Ted? We were ships that passed in the night, by the end, caught in each others’ wake … More Perish the Thought

Farewell, Old Friend

~*~ We were, for a while, close. For a while we shared the same boat, Sailed the same social seas. You were my anchor; I was your sails. In you I found rest; With me you could fly. We traversed that watery plain With one heart, watching For the horizon together and, For a while, the sailing … More Farewell, Old Friend