Thursday, February 25, 2016

Here, is Good.11

[It's winter. Sometimes in winter, one needs to re-instate the series of Here is Good, 
 in order to remind oneself:  Here, [thank you] is Good.]

When she was little, she was a piece of work.
 Yesterday I sat next to her, and just laughed:
She's learned and matured and grown and aged, but really?
Nothing at all has changed.

No comments: