POETRY – RANDOM THOUGHTS
Last night I dreamt of the innocence of writing
before the hoopla, deadlines, word counts, etc.,
when we hurriedly crafted sentences
in chalk on sidewalks before they got washed away in the rain.
Good luck today;
write clean, true, & honest ….it’s 5 am
Such fond memories of writing messages on a sidewalk in pastel colors. Well done!
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