When Evening Comes

began as a daily observation to a friend who was sick. Every Evening I sat down at the computer with the hope of gathering up the day just past with thoughts of affirmation for a quick recovery. It always ends with an expression of Love.

I will from time to time use words in unconventional ways; there will be times when I omit words intentionally, other times missing words are an error. It's your call. Words are not crafted but shared from the me part of me. Like gathering pebbles along a beach gathered from the givenness of a day. Each day is a rare gift given without condition; some are rough and edgy, others smooth.