If I ever get a donkey, I’m going to name it “Hoty.” Then it would be Donkey Hoty. (Say it out loud)
(It’s worse in my head than you could possibly imagine. The meds don’t help.)
Stolen from here.
“The lyfe so short, the craft so long to lerne." --Chaucer
Poetry, Photography, haiku,
In happiness my words I lack, in grief they overflow.
Creative Nonfiction & Poetry
by Kelly L
THE DRIVELLINGS OF TWATTERSLEY FROMAGE