thirty five

What's this that we call

the "Sentimental Value?"

All is subjective.

thirty four

Everything; it is

melding together so well.

Smile if you will.

thirty three

What times and places

that once were fulfilled in me

are now dried coffee.

thirty two

How did You create

a place where time was no more?

Such a perfect place.

thirty one

Mists of nights like these

soon turn into frozen beads

pondering first freeze.

thirty

I am grateful for

all the little things that I

take for granted here.

twenty nine

I'm sad I haven't

done one of these in a while.

Looks like I just did.