my puppy pandele. she has it in her little heart to bark to protect me. as if i've always done the overt protecting.
curiosity that still makes me read, watch movies, dabble in the arts. it fills my solitude with wonders.
that i can still listen to other people's stories when they open up to me.
the future.
my son, family, america, my home, medicine that erases my memory.
lovely colours. turquoise, sunny yellow, purple.
rosamunda, my shy and fascinating gray tabby. her walk a lingering ballet.
candles, lazy susans, shelves, wind chimes made of shells, fridge magnets, peacock feathers, cloth shower curtains.
cowboy boots, songs, wood planks, ocean swims, bountiful thrift stores, our art gallery, my new friends, my old friends, technology, a bridge over ocean.
my house plants, clocks that tick time away, chatting with you, when stars aligned permit it.
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