Sunday, September 18, 2016


[image from yahoo dot com]

One of the old photos, fixed to the wood,
In my living room, it's stare is good,
Its aura is benign, it speaks of love,
I just smile and nod, cause i'll have none of
Its quiet verbose boast, in telling,
There is too much abstracting,
In its sublime stating,
I prefer what i've read of love;
Patient, kind, and responsible, that's love;
See why i smile,
And don't reply,
If he is my better half
Pity me! left, with the worst half
HALF N HALF © gillena cox 2016

Blog hopping today at
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads
in response to Outlawyer's prompt
Following a Thread - Weekend MIni Challenge


my video of choice today