I was sitting there on the bench Quietly looking out Peaceful Calm And then they came and sat there too And after some time I spoke with them. “I’m afraid of you, you know” I said They looked surprised I don’t know if it’s because I spoke Or because of what … Continue reading on the bench
reflections
THE OLD HOUSE
I went past the old house today The one I grew up in but it wasn’t there anymore at least it was completely changed the only thing I recognised was the tree in the corner of the garden the tree that grew out of a seed my parents planted and tended but the house was … Continue reading THE OLD HOUSE
cracked not broken 