Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Time Flies

I looked at the television screen
In an absence of things to do
What can this extra time mean?
What if time flew?

I think that the meaning of life
Comes from us knowing what to do
When we are absent of strife

Life takes forever and a day to go through.

Our desert (haiku)

I look through photos Our life through the four seasons Back through the old ones.  Blossoming in spring With all the diverse flowers ...