Words

This is the back garden at home. I used this image because it's one of my favourite places to write. Sitting under the tree, it's so peaceful and laid back. The only thing you have to watch out for is random splogdes of bird poo that occassionally come flying down, hahaha!

Why do words fascinate me so?
Both to listen and to speak.
Aren’t they so pretty?
Ledges on which to ponder
While gazing at the sky.

Or perhaps they are the sky,
Under which we wonder.
Up to which we aspire
Beneath where we burgeon and grow.

© April 2006