Monday, December 20, 2010

Things that are often taken for granted.

Clouds, wrapped around the world. An ocean of air.
Birds. Everywhere the soft whisper of feathers on air.
The stars. Always there. A constant turning pattern that pins the darkness to the sky.
Friends. Sometimes only truely valued when they are gone. 


  1. Do I detect a note of sadness?

  2. No. Just thinking. I have such good friends and we seldom tell them how we feel about them while they are here. What stops us? Luckily I am older than most of them so they will have to eulagise at my seeing off!