After another day of tech tornados this is just what I needed to brighten my day.
Make sure to visit Joan’s blog, read and enjoy her post, and if you do please, give it a like and a share.
*A repost for the end of National Poetry Month* Only crumbs in the cookie jar. And the ice cream carton rests Limp and exhausted in the trash. April is nearly finished, But poetry endures forever. My children have grown up and moved out, their shouts and play are mere echos until grandchildren come bounding in.…
— Read on jewniquelymyself.com/2019/04/26/poetry-endures/