Thursday

I AM NOT A POET! ......I just have thoughtful thoughts from time to time ... it happens.


So deep is a shallow pool

a man muds his feet and curses;

a grasshopper falls in ......

he perishes.

Poem by Carolyn Hietala

In memory of
all the ants we accidently (or never knew) we stepped on!

(copyrights held by Carolyn Hietala and cannot be used without my written permission)