Left

Left wanting.
Left waiting.
Left wondering.
Wondering "Why?"
Wondering "Why not?"
Wondering "How?" "Who?" "When?"
Left on my own,
In the dark,
In the light.
Left to wonder,
To wander,
In the night.
Where will it lead?
When will it end?
What will there be,
Beyond the final bend?
How will I cope when
There is no more hope?
Who will I be then,
When I am left?
Left on my own.
Left once again.

Frozen Tide

The sky is lightening outside
And I am darkening inside
Come hold me now
Bring peace to me now

Wrap me in your loving arms
and chase away this frozen tide
this cold outside
this cold inside

Wrap me in your loving arms
and chase away
this frozen
tide

Tomatoes and Sherry

When cooking with tomatoes and tomato-based sauces, always use a little Sherry Cooking Wine and some Rosemary. You just have to.

The Indian River Lagoon greeted me this evening with mirror-still waters as I crossed the bridge coming home from school. So beautiful. Thank you.