The days are becoming blurry. I thought I just posted a haiku and then I look and it’s been three days. How are you all holding up??
Day 31:
Delicate blossoms
release sweet scent through the breeze.
Graceful lilacs sway.
Day 32:
Still reading Emma,
whose arrogance makes me cringe…
as does Elton’s wife.
Day 33:
Simon is happy.
He purrs and stretches, wanting
attention from me.
The Bookish Bird 