Dear Enigma Ann
The ideas of what constitutes ‘enough’
visit my campsite like lightning bugs.
I am intrigued and uplifted with
the sparks and smoke from the fire.
Is more ever enough? It might be
getting late to fan the flames.
It is deep dark and the starlight
may suffice to walk the way home.
I am an old man with little poems.
Let it be … as you say … enough.
…
Words Copyright David L White
9/1/24 3:12 am poem
Art DLWhite August 2024 ( I lied)
Composition 9/14/24 (True story)
It is more than enough. And so are you. 💕 I always enjoy what you bring to the table.