joan's stones: September 2016

Sunday, September 18, 2016

They call me an angel,
they smile and they coo,
but nobody tells me
what angels should do!

Sometimes you can get your news in a flash,
just open your bin and see whats in the trash.

It seems that whatever you see or you do,
there's always somebody looking at you.

Although we knew that our best days were done,
it was warming to get that last kiss from the sun.