S.A.D. Posted on November 5, 2015 by Jane Nature’s soft caress blessed me with air to breathe, water to drink, sunlight to nourish. I shone, for a while, and then I, like the sun, went down.
Grae daze Posted on October 18, 2014 by Jane When the black dog bites And you’re there to hold my hand My tears fade to nought When I seem distant And sinking in fearful thoughts I’m still loving you