Memories are made of these moments Like the light glistening off the water while all 8 months of you, laughs and claps at the mumma duck waddling your way The smell of a warm spring day and the feel of your body leaning against mine for comfort A memory captured in my mind for eternity
'Frustration builds over time. It creeps along the floor boards and up through my tired feet, winding its way along the aching muscles of my life blood. Until it bursts out my mouth in a crescendo of angry words. There it comes to rest at the back door, waiting to be let in again'