To friends who have so patiently waited for the return to writing--i stagger under humility and apology--what does one say upon a trembling return, after such long absence? nothing--nothing at all-- a writer must not waste any more time to allow words to break the silence of a dusty keyboard. there! now i can get on to retrieve lost threads and dimmed thoughts, for others if not for self,
A child calls my name as he bounces on a trampoline, neighbors laugh, tulips bob in wind, there is a whole world out there! mind staggers between words, colors blink in the sun, surrounded by kindness, i run upstairs to gather thoughts; to collect long neglected poetry. Thank You!
Thank You Julian Dean! newest member of my family!
