Floating through the day
Functioning beside my self
Sun light warms us both
aging
As I age, living in the present has become more about writing it down immediately, before I forget.
Internal focus
Words illusive pass through me.
Relish summer rain.
Somedays, the color gray is okay.
With each gray hair forged,
stronger becomes wisdom’s braid.
And so seasons change.
MKat Reclamations 