Fairytales
When I was young, I always had this visionOf me, in my old age, sitting in a cottage garden,At a rickety wooden table, wife and children by my side,And dogs… Continue Reading
Browsing Tag: Charlotte
Charlotte’s birthday poem
October A cloudless sky,One month, almost, into autumn,Colding nights,The scent of burning leaves;Crisp shadowsUnder the fullest moon. Birth,The holiest miracle,Brought us you,One more treasureOf our lives. A beautiful note,One chord,… Continue Reading