I’d like to write a poem
about a little orange turtle.
But I have to make it purple
Continue readingI’d like to write a poem
about a little orange turtle.
But I have to make it purple
Continue readingNearly ten years past thirty
and I’m feeling so hurty
after running with the cubs all day long.
“Climb the hill,” they said to me –
“you can do it, it’s easy.”