It’s hot today.
Tag: daily poem
Plants (#87 of 365)
Livening up my home with out the care factor.
Fries (#85 of 365)
All I want is fries. Hot and deep fried. Smothered in salt and crispy outside. To bite in it's fluffy and delicious. It warms my insides and I shovel more in. I want more. I want more. Until thirty minutes later, when I regret the whole thing.
Statuesque (#84 of 365)
The perfect woman.
Splat (#83 of 365)
With all ingredients prepped, And thrown in the jug, Careful with nothing misstepped, All ready for a big mug, The blender button I tap, But with the lid amiss, everything did splat.
Boxes (#77 of 365)
Ever wonder about the stuff you own when you move? Should you really take it with you?
Hippy (#75 of 365)
Peace and love.
