Respite
The cold wind whips the cobwebs tangled in my brain.
A head rush from the hastly snatched cigarette.
An aching body from Sunday's exertions.
It's been a bit of a strange weekend but I think we've sorted it out. It's not something he can just get over. But we're talking about it.
And I'm grateful it's not me making him feel like this.
2 comments:
Greetings from the Topiary Cow to the most esteemed nutty cow.
Nutty, your blog seems very Topiary-friendly. Denizens of the Land of Topiary will stop by occasionally and give you a moo!
Moo!
Greetings Topiary :)
Nice of you to drop in...
I look forward to seeing you 'round.
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