Month: August 2026

It Can Be Said

August 14, 2026

Is it Monday? With a soft chuckle, I say, I often would announce some acquaintance Didn’t know what day it is. Never let it be said, I’d brag, That I don’t know what day It is, That will be my last refuge. This morning, I opened this Writing device, eyes narrowing, My mind needed to … More It Can Be Said

Sweet Rain

August 13, 2026

This is a rerun which I found accidentally now publishing it on purpose. SWEET RAIN Hot and dry days have lingered. Smiling merchants and other makers of fun Extol the importance of days like these, ‘Bring us the pretty days and the people, With bulging pockets of silver’, They sing this song of love, of … More Sweet Rain