Microblog Posts

plans never survive
accidentally, we grow
aim at a star; move!

Little brown ducky
Clutched tightly in little arms
Sheer joy, infectious.

TV on, mere noise.
Laying awake, her sleeping;
Exhausted, content.

Read my book, tired
Poetry written, no use
Can't sleep, until crash.

Met inside all day
Calmness between storms: alone
Warm sun restores soul

this is just a test,
this is only a test of
the new microblog