Shhh...

   

I wrap my secrets

around you

like a fur stole,

clasped at the throat

with a promise.

A few words for Tess at Magpie Tales and all the Toads in the Imaginary Garden.

Waiting

Waiting

on the threshold,

promises unbroken,

you and the fresh morning beckon.

I wonder if I can jump the chasm

dark and gaping? A huge first step -

I doubt my legs, my will,

so here I stand,

waiting.