Zemira

The perfect Saturday for me looks something like this: Early morning wake up, maybe 5:30 or 6 o’clock, throw on comfy clothes, probably PJs, and watch the sun rise for a bit.

Icy, cold, wet ground.

I wish that spring would come soon.

Botanical light.

Their names were mine

I took care of them

they are my closest confidants

and forever will be

Fuzzy Bunny

one of the oldest of them all

worn and not very fuzzy anymore

Thank you Young Writers Project

For this beautiful opportunity

Where we can all express ourselves

And have support from others

And not worry about being judged

Because we all care about this

I am back

the fuzzy bandit from before

remember me?

I took your lemonade

next I'll take your socks

those precious person-ornaments made of nice, soft cotton

stolen right off of your feet

hee hee

Together, sitting, writing, talking.

Sharing dreams for the future.

Hoping we'll still be friends years from now, when we don't see each nearly every day.