A piece of likeness requested, reserved in time

One more circle given. A smaller one, of precious
thought. Oh how, the creative ideas spurt throughout
the mind. I have a few projects I can use the two circles
yet should I wait for more? Hmm.

                        Perhaps.

Each one, ring , caught me by surprise. Honestly I did
not think another would arrive. All when improving
and coping one appears. Almost like pennies for your
thoughts theme. Still it is nice to know a care is there.
A love is pressed, welded and given.

Always an encouragement when receiving a gift
that I didn't expect. How do I repay? I will find a way,
somehow, someday.

Ah a huge sigh escapes as now the night is mine.
Seated on the red chenile sofa I lean back wedging
myself further into crevices. Laughing and realizing
cannot go far.

Smoothed over the wavy strands of coppery wire.
Happy for the creativity that came from a thought of
flowers. Weeds, trimmings and flowery trees. The
scents that are absorbed into my memory. 

A trip through time. Drifted back over childhood
dress ups. Ah yes my novel I treasure and know
by heart. Hmm.

So my dear friend. A thought of creativity sparks so
much as does memories. Yes I would give a huge
hug to you but a wave or a whisper in the night air
will have to suffice.

Go now, create something wonderful because one
day I will request something from you. So take care.
One day the copper strands, plaited will ask for a
piece of their likeness. Hopeful. Yes indeed I am.

So here I say good night for now. I hope my gratitude
has been approved and enjoyed. Look forward to the
next to come, whatever might be found at the touch of
tiptoes.

Giggling. Nodding in appreciation. A knock upon the
window, open and listen to my thanks.