Moderate strides

      Ah long moderate strides. Walking up and
down my staircase. Just breathing.

      Soon the screams inside head will beg for
sleep. I soon will comply.

      The day has been truly eventful and would rather
not experience it again. Yet all too soon I may.

     Now now no negativity. La. Just trying to figure
out where, how to rid myself of all this excess
"stuff" just laying around every where.

    Hmm. Donations. Freely send away. Since no one
is buying.

    Ah la. Still anything will be possible in the
morning because here in thirty minutes I plan to
lay copper curls down onto wedgwood sheets.
Then close my eyes and pray for a better, less
stressing day.

    So dear friend have you heard enough? Still
sticking around to see if my head rattles off again?
Still holding onto a woven friendship? Even in my
crisis of emotions?

   Alas if you do you have stunned me once more.

   So if yes is there somewhere ~ smile for me.