Without you tonight

A seeking breeze softly slips under the sleeping cherry tree a cursory note, “I am too busy. Too, too, toodle-loo,” smiles, hushes, and sounds off. A branch snaps, and a cat recalls the night when the owl, the nightingale, and the toad went out walking. The moon follows the trio into the tea garden, pullingContinue reading “Without you tonight”