A poem and a joke/poem
“Colors” by yours truly
The low small clouds were almost at first light
Over the foothills at 7,000 feet elevation. then
Not white at first.
And the background sky colored from light orange to white.
Play of sunlight?
The rest of the sky is a blanket of grey clouds.
Maybe it means rain?
“Prayes for Rain” -=The Cure
But I do not have a garden.
“Back Then” by yours truly
“Back then I was in better health.”
“Batter health?”
“No, better.”
“Butter health? Maybe olive oil would be a good replacement.”
“No, better health.”
“You seem to have bitter health.”
“Maybe, Dr. Smell-eth.”