Shadow Shot Sunday...To Be

Is it so bad
to be a toad...
to have such
a wee brave heart
beating
simple desires,
the chirp of
a queen's longing.

I am rich
beyond the day,
my empire
ne'er will end,
as I live by
the light
of the moon.

I am feeling the cold
and I'm tired
and long to be
nestled in
crystalline white blankets
warmed by a winter's turn,
while golden leaves
cuddle my
tender shadowed breast.

I am content
in the long white night
till the darkness
beckons my day,
I'll be home
again soon
and safe
at the dawn
of my dreams...

I am rich beyond
and
I am still
a toad.


s.wilson


Guess what SSS is here...where has the summer gone...I saw leaves turning to orange yesterday...you Aussies are seeing spring flowers...but you just had summer a few weeks ago...how did I miss that???

Regardless how beautiful Fall is, us Northuners know what lies ahead, now we dream of living in the South and my lil' toad tenant will be scouting out a safe haven for the long sleep and I will be busy caulking windows, can't afford the slightest draft to sneak in when it's 30 below zero outside...can you imagine my down-under friends...too soon snow shadows...argh!!!