If you happen to pop in over the next little while, please excuse the mess, I will try to sort things out and settle back in quickly.
In the interim, here's a small thing:
Lather, Rinse Repeat
Every day she washed away pieces of him.
(Lather, rinse, repeat.)
If I keep this up
She thought,
There'll be nothing left by Christmas.
EK 2010
Great to see you back! Hope all's well with the family!
ReplyDeleteNik
Thanks! Yes, we're doing fabulously here, life is very exciting at the moment!
ReplyDeleteE
I'll bet! That's brilliant to hear!
ReplyDeletelove the little poem, emma... it's evocative for me.
ReplyDeleteso happy for you, my friend!
:)