
The air cools
our flushed faces
as exertion fades
and rest begins
our mind’s eyes
carry us
to another place
a slower pace
rich with joy
a someday somewhere
we carry inside – Caroline A. Slee
The air cools
our flushed faces
as exertion fades
and rest begins
our mind’s eyes
carry us
to another place
a slower pace
rich with joy
a someday somewhere
we carry inside – Caroline A. Slee