A whisk of flurry across the sky
I sit and worry the state of thy
For if the flurry shift in the nigh
Where shall I?
A whisk of flurry across the sky
I sit and worry the state of thy
For if the flurry shift in the nigh
Where shall I?
My favourite song at the moment by an amazing band called Racoon Bandit from P.E.I.
Our fresh water is a finite resource and we use it without thinking where it comes from. People often take advantage of this resource. Please don’t be one of these people. Take the challenge and conserve our water!!!
If only…
I could dance on a rain drop without conquering it,
Dip my toe into a puddle without rippling it,
Jump into a lake without cresting the water.
Only if.
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Grab this moment and hold it tight.
Enjoy the second, for it will flee,
Time will pass and so it be.