Take a turn down whimsy lane,where the black and marigold cat stalkswith head and tail held high, past the shrubbery,teasing the little white lap dog behind that picket fence,who romps back and forth,its shrill bark piercing the morning quiet.Take a right on Mulberry Lane to the coffee shopwhere for a moment, that strong scent of lemon,tea, and hot lattes offer distraction.Maybe we could walk far
Published on October 18, 2020 22:44