celebrating and creating our own LGBTQ+ history in honour of Sheila McWattie

day twenty one

I cant find my glasses

I am packing

I am chucking

I am moving

and I cant find my glasses.

Rubbish bag Oh no!

recycling eek!

Left out and cleared out

by the clearance chaps???

I cant find me glasses

I cant see

Yet I can see

the wind dancing the beautiful

trees

that house the

music of the birds

every morning

sure don’t need glasses for that

 

 

Harriet MacDonald

The world

Comments on: "day twenty one" (5)

  1. a beautiful piece that made me laugh and smile…..

  2. Jenny King said:

    Amusing and true.

  3. I recognise this 😊

  4. Meg Merrilees said:

    That gave me a giggle and so true.

  5. all about seeing… and seeing 🙂 so true. Now… where are my glasses (again).

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