Suburban evening
Traveling under street lights
Quietude pronounced
Business Operations & Communications (especially Digital Media) Specialist
Walking past the stalls
Early morning at Pike Place
Tourists were absent
Bird Song filled the air
After dawn’s light hit the sky
They scattered: airborne
Can’t forget
What has passed
Some may wish these
Memories to vanish
For me? No…
I hold them dear
Pain and joy
For that’s
Love’s legacy
Immortality
This, driving human dreamers
The ultimate fear
