The challenge
was more an ambling creek...

I didn't know
some ants had wings...

I've reverted my yard
to a bush block...

I know
what I am...

The low pressure depression
has lifted...

The morning light
of the new dawn...

Who will comfort me
when I'm dead...

The quality of time
and the treatment...

I don't want
the Polar vortex...

The cheap thrill
to be tobogganing down the slope...

I'd rather be sitting
under a coconut tree...

I'll bring you a brioche
with coffee dear...