Root deep; Stay low; Bend when wind Decides to blow-- This is how you live To grow. Grass knows. A Poem A Day - Ruth Lee

Please don’t mind me, Tree, as I slip so quietly into your shade, as I sip so softly the breath of your leaves. It’s your strength I...

I fell asleep on the couch while reading poetry, beneath a cat (or two)… also sleeping, but reading less poetry while doing so.