Still in bed sleepy head? it snows here in n wales.. big soft flakes falling fluttering down to settle on the roofs and on the trees. i sit here with the window open- drinking coffee.. music plays.. i feel soft like the snow..content to be alive- just for the moment.. the what ifs are on the shelf.. the what could bes gently floating through my mind like the snow that softly swirls outside my window. i think you are swirling around some where out there, a kiss from you maybe.. and i think you are and in here as well,, painting colors on the what could bes
Good Morning !
