Some things are dying…
and some are coming to life…
but there is nothing extraordinary in my observation…
this is what life is.
and some are coming to life…
but there is nothing extraordinary in my observation…
this is what life is.
And everything is timely…
It’s time certain things died.
It’s not the thought of their death that is disturbing,
but their presence that is.
New life is, as always, a little unbelievable…
taking its time to sink in…
with apprehensions galore,
but welcomed with open arms still.
Fuchsia 