FML

Up at four-thirty,

Cup of tea to clear my head—

Bloody cats want fed

Skat@2022

Unpredictable

Sun with extreme cold

High temps coming, then snow—

Getting old now.

Skat@2020

Birth Day

Fifty-eight years on
(Technically, fifty-nine), but
really, who’s counting?😉

skat@2019

Thought Bubbles

Washing up, I’d a
sudden remembrance: water
filling up a tub
for playtime at Nursery–
some fifty-odd years ago.

skat@2019

Left Behind

You can be an age
When you’re no longer a child,
Yet still feel orphaned.

Skat@2019