Thursday, December 3, 2020

Poetry Friday: Solitude


The other day, I came across this picture of a gift my sister made for me. It feels like the perfect image for my life during 2020. A LOT of solitude!   :  )


Solitude

My friends are gone.
No one is home.
A perfect time
to spend alone.
To think.
To dream.
Beneath this tree—
To read a book
of poetry.

©Linda Kulp Trout


A big thank you to Mary Lee for hosting this week on her blog A Year of Reading.