This poem is for my neighbor’s Magnolia tree. It reaches across my front yard, and fills the front bedroom window. I love that tree.
There was a feral grey cat that used to hang out on my porch (where I fed him), in my yard. He eventually allowed me to pet him, and we would sit together in the back yard. He moved on, and I miss him. I won’t forget him.
Hi everyone, and thank you for being here today. I have not been writing very much lately (I started a new job, and have been focusing on music), so I’ve been posting poems some of you have seen before. To others, the poems are new. I hope you are enjoying them! I firmly believe thatContinue reading “Unfolding”