It’s definitely the noticing. Being present. And then letting the bleeding begin. The way you share a story or a thought always amazes me. It reminds me of sitting quietly on the porch as sun goes down, listening to someone reminisce or ponder life’s journey. I love that your cats so often play a part in your story 😊

Thanks, Willow.

I gotta take my coffee decaf these days. 😊 But my quill and I are always down for a gathering. It would be a pretty dull place if everyone was “same”. Thank you, Peter

Oddly enough, that chorus was part of the original poem. It just felt like a focal to me, so it became a chorus. That happens a lot with my songs, actually. This was originally part of poetry month entries, a couple years ago. Thank you for supporting my efforts, brother. So much appreciated