Shail’s Nest

Money, I have heard my parents mention, does not grow on trees. I found the statement to be quite true in subsequent years, for never did I find one with money growing on it. The statement came in quite handy when it was my turn to bring up my own monkeys… err children. “Money [...]

A painting dwells
deep within
you and I
beneath the tree
beside the gently flowing river
arms intertwined
our silence talking..
I hear in my heart
the song of love
you softly sing to me
the rustle of turning pages
from the book long forgotten
as my hair covers your face
making time stand still.
Was it the setting sun, my love
or the ardor in your eyes
that [...]