Friday, March 5, 2004


Sometimes I dream of a different time and it lifts me from the shadows, creeps back in my heart and settles in just right. This feeling is one that comes and goes like wisp of air. It shows of times when thoughts never linger and each new incident is only replaced by another.  I remember the freshness and lightness surrounding me, but not knowing it at the time. These memories carry me.


wildflower121764 said...

Beautiful! I love Daffodils. Mine haven't bloomed yet but will soon. :) Nice writing!

wfhbear said...

This is an absolutely beautiful picture. I can almost smell the Spring aroma. Thanks for the "lift". My Regards, Bill.