Wednesday, October 21, 2015
Seven months between meetings.
Over Jasmine tea.
Wondering how life can be so different.
How did all this come to be?
Some areas have moved forward.
Some have moved back.
There is peace knowing -
that someone greater than me picks up my slack.
Seven months in the future.
I hope there will be Jasmine tea.
But most of all I know that...
You always are carrying me.
October 2015 Copyright T.L. Eastman
Sunday, October 18, 2015
From winding roads...
To sun-shimmering mornings.
From apples red as red can be,
to beagles' happy to sniff a tree.
To skies looking gloomy and threatening snow,
and wood fit for wild things to grow...
Autumn days are here.
Grab a good book.
Happiness awaits if only you take a look.