Sunday, June 17, 2007

Sunglasses

My sunglasses, my refuge
Shield them from seeing
rivulets pour down worn paths
Sniffles here and there
Are you OK?
Yes, it's just my allergies
The ripples settle
And life continues on the surface

6 comments:

SUSAN said...

Powerful. I'm so sorry. Please email me at serene195650@yahoo.com...I have something I want to share with you.

Hugs,
Susan

my15minutes said...

Hey D, I'm so sorry you're having a rough bout right now...I got your comment on my blog too. Email me also if you'd like. Hugs to you, dear.

Sandie said...

(((D))) I wish we could just go out for a cup of tea, a good cry, and a great conversation!

Ampersand said...

i'm sorry. i think i know exactly that feeling behind the sunglasses.

hugs.

Anonymous said...

I usually wear sunglasses at funerals for this very reason. I used to wear them on the subway so I could people watch easier.

I hope you're okay.

Dalissa McEwen Reeder said...

I'm OK just busy packing for vacation. Thanks for all of the kind comments! Hopefully, I'll check in one more time before I leave for Maine.