I am blogging here to say that I did. I have reminders on my phone that say, “it’s time to blog on blkkat49. I set the reminder and have ignored it far too often. This isn’t much, but at least I have blogged! Continue reading At Least I Have Blogged!
It’s been 60 years since my dad told me that here in Buffalo, New York, we always get at least one big snow after Saint Patrick’s Day before we head into spring. Today is March 27th, 2022. He hasn’t been proved wrong yet. That’s why when the warm spring-like days follow March 17th, and people say the snow is finally gone, I think of my dad and just smile. Continue reading It Never Gets Old
And If Only And if only the years were between twenty and forty And if only we had lived in the same city And if only we had boarded the same plane And if only we had shared a cab And if only we had shopped at the same store And if only we had lived in the same neighborhood And if only you had been the boy next door And if only that simple twist of fate had not been so cruel Continue reading AND if ONLY
Are the icicles strong enough to pull down these houses? Looks like it. Continue reading Icicles
And when we kissed there was passion, like a fire in the sky. Then it began to fade. Now all that is left is a warm memory. Continue reading Ours
Counting hours that turn into days, my love for you in so many ways, Becomes like the ticking of a clock. The seconds pass, then the hours pass too, days upon days when I think of you, Becomes like the ticking of a clock. From daylight to nightfall, from dusk to dawn, the love from you that I depend upon, Becomes like the ticking of a clock. Patiently waiting for the day we meet, the sound I hear as my heart skips a beat, Becomes like the ticking of a clock. I walk on beaches, I walk down my street, … Continue reading Tick Tock
Misty mornings make me think of him, not for any particular reason. Misty mornings make me think, and when I think, I think of him. Thinking of You In the morning and at night, in sunshine and in showers, All I do is think of you and this goes on for hours. I know there’s other things in life, that I should really do, But even in the midst of it, there’s still the thoughts of you. My mind is out of focus, my actions out of touch, I guess it could be possible that, I think of you too … Continue reading Misty Mornings
I don’t associate him with food. He loves “veggies and pizza” this was the answer he gave me to that question. The way he said it reminded me of him when he was a child. I didn’t know him as a child. I still don’t know him. Continue reading In My Kitchen
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