The fragile span of memory’s bridge,
through life’s most unexpected phase ….

Sometimes you wake up and find yourself in the same old time crossing.

Within the grasp of people at large
Should be left the power to make
Success possible in every field
With decisions none can shake.

The fragile span of Memory’s bridge,
Through life’s most unexpected phase,
In a bitter spell of mental chill —-

You are not alone even when love has gone. Someone will pop up for you.

Crossing paths.

Froggy the kitten is lost!

In Eyes Eyes.

Poem.

Just a little practice… exercising metaphors.