Eighty Four

Minutes it has been.
Why does sleep elude often?
Tranquil?  I think not.

What's a Queen to Do?

So many choices.
Flats, boots, and pickle-stabbers.
Enticing me so.


*sigh*  I crave a larger closet.

Fortitude

The Tuesday Hiaku is written for and dedicated to that gifted and gentle man.

A dream not fulfilled.
There is still much to be done.
Will things ever change?