I remember me, when I was a child, I dreamed, many silly dreams, hard as they seemed, in me I believed, they’d come true. An engineer? That was the first, my parents’ too, and it happened; A journalist? I had pondered it, like an adventure, it was left wanting. Each new day, another new dream, … Read moreI remember..
This can’t be right, can it? After all, I did discard tags a few months ago, and decide not to pursue them in the future. But yes, this is a tag. So am I back to doing tags? Maybe. Maybe not. I’ll decide depending upon interest and joblessness (yes, that plays a big part too!) … Read moreDown the memory lane..
starry serenade I return home with the day moon Linked with Haiku Heights (#190, Home), and Carpe Diem (#5, Moon) (’12, Oct 06)