. speck .

. speck .

is there some thing in your eye,

did you see it properly or maybe

it is in the mind.  yesterday

came suddenly.


some of us weren’t talking, then

we did, yet some still don’t.


is this boring?  this is

the stuff of life today, random,

when life is soft, nothing precious

to worry of.


and now the snowdrops are out in the garden.



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