forever stretch myself in bed with birdsong coming through the open window in the morning
forever stay under the hot shower
forever sit in the kitchen listening to a documentary on the worldservice
forever walk through the garden with a cup of tea in my hand
forever hear S's voice on the phone
forever watch my silly cat mess with the valerian plant
forever feel the wind on my face cycling along the river
forever smell R making coffee
What a wonderful writer you are. A real artist. I've enjoyed reading your blog.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. The thought of "wind on my face cycling along the river" is so peaceful and romantic. It's all forever beautiful. ;)
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