snicker

My Love Reveals Objects by Isabel Fraire

My love reveals objects
silken butterflies
concealed in his fingers

My Love Reveals Objects by Isabel Fraire

My love reveals objects
silken butterflies
concealed in his fingers

Yesterday upon the stair

Yesterday upon the stair
I saw a man who wasn't there.
He wasn't there again today.
Oh how I wish he'd go away!

Yesterday upon the stair

Yesterday upon the stair
I saw a man who wasn't there.
He wasn't there again today.
Oh how I wish he'd go away.

Dad poetry

Spring has sprung,

summer sung,

fall has fell,

and the coming winter will be colder than usual.

This one I heard from my Dad.

Dad poetry

Spring has sprung,

summer sung,

fall has fell,

and the coming winter will be colder than usual.

This one I heard from my Dad.

Oops, I posted the wrong version!

This is what I meant:

Yesterday upon the stair

I saw a man who wasn't there.

He wasn't there again today.

I think he's with the CIA.

Oops, I posted the wrong version!

This is what I'd meant:

Yesterday upon the stair

I saw a man who wasn't there.

He wasn't there again today.

I think he's with the CIA.