Showing posts with label PHOTO OF THE DAY. Show all posts
Showing posts with label PHOTO OF THE DAY. Show all posts

Sunday, March 13, 2022

I'M SO TIRED

I'm so tired! I haven't slept a wink. I think a little catnap might help give me back a little peace of mind : )☺️♥️❤️🐾🐾❤️♥️🐱



I'm so tired

I haven't slept a wink

I'm so tired

My mind is on the blink

I wonder, should I get up and fix myself a drink?

No, no, no

I'm so tired

I don't know what to do

I'm so tired

My mind is set on you

I wonder should I call you

But I know what you would do

You'd say I'm putting you on

But it's no joke

It's doing me harm

You know I can't sleep

I can't stop my brain

You know it's three weeks

I'm going insane

You know I'd give you everything I've got for a little peace of mind

- BEATLES - I'M SO TIRED



Saturday, January 22, 2022

Tales From The Darkside

"I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat" ~ E.A.pOE


I believe Bat and Maggie have kept a secret from us; they are the secret authors of "Tales From The Darkside": )


"The Case of The Missing K "


Happy Caturday ♥️
For The January 22nd Theme "Black and White" ♥️🐾🐾🐾🐾♥️






 

Friday, February 5, 2021

I seem to be quite captivated by this fellow ~ The Scarecrow

The Scarecrow


- Walter de la Mare



No filter, just my phone, the garden, the scarecrow and, the sunflowers in the snow.



All winter through I bow my head 
beneath the driving rain;
the North Wind powders me with snow
and blows me black again;
at midnight 'neath a maze of stars
I flame with glittering rime,
and stand above the stubble, stiff
as mail at morning-prime.
But when that child called Spring, and all
his host of children come,
scattering their buds and dew upon
these acres of my home,
some rapture in my rags awakes;
I lift void eyes and scan
the sky for crows, those ravening foes,
of my strange master, Man.
I watch him striding lank behind
his clashing team, and know
soon will the wheat swish body high
where once lay a sterile snow;
soon I shall gaze across a sea
of sun-begotten grain,
which my unflinching watch hath sealed
for harvest once again.

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