First Snow

Secret to youth:

Snow cascading joyfully;

Cheeks scarlet with cold.

postsecret find...

made my day...

My step mom (who's more than a stepmother, really), Kelly, gave me a shout out on her beautiful blog, Mrs. Mediocrity.



It made me smile and I realized that it's the little gestures like these that show how love, beauty, and understanding emanate from people dear to you...

barking at the moon

Three Words

Inspired by Three Word Wednesday

Escape

I traveled to the 

other side of the world

to escape you.

I collected treasures of 

sun-soaked beaches, 

delicate shells,

lust evening breezes,

peace of mind.

Yet, on those nights,

when I lay in cool sheets,

I think of your quiet gesture:

brushing my hair 

back from my face.
 

My memory's effect is immediate;

I forget to remember 

why I left in the first place.