The Perfect Stroll

           When one needs to get away, one should take a walk. Walking changes perspective. I have found that a quick stroll is often better medicine than anything available to science. And there is one stroll in particular that I go on often. It is indeed turning out to be the… Continue reading The Perfect Stroll


Slamming the Door on Time

Hocus-pocus blood becomes water The happy and content have it all The happy and content falter And now no answer to the call. Tick tock time has run out, The clockman has become weary. Tick tock, tick tock, bricks break And all mending becomes futile.