Tag: Playground

  • St. Christopher

    There is a nick on your chin From when you shaved your winter beard. The blood congealed into a scab That will heal into a scar. Your smooth skin makes me Imagine  you as a boy on the playground And I wonder What  you were like then. I think of myself as a shy little…

  • Fun day yesterday! We were craving food from our favorite Food Carts in Portland so we made the drive to the big city. I enjoyed something different, a turkey, cranberry, & arugula crepe. It was delicious but not as good as my favorite, Smoked Salmon and arugula. Afterward we took a walk to the top…