The cry rang out from aisles away. “I’ve lost my toy! My dino named Ray!” So I rushed to the call of the little boy. Said, I know where to find your dino toy. He is guarding the carpet from… Read More ›
Month: August 2020
Summer’s Morn, A Poem
Summer’s morn, slight haze in the air, golden rays shining through out… Breezes warm, this moment to share, peacefulness spreading about… Pleasure born, now feeling aware, time for the daily grind route. I find it hard to believe that August… Read More ›