Some days are sad and blue
And then we feel lonely too;
Or we cause rifts.
And then we feel lonely too;
Or we cause rifts.
Some days are doldrum days.
Some days are like bad plays.
Not such a gift.
Some days are like bad plays.
Not such a gift.
Most days have joyful parts.
Most days we lift our hearts.
They pass all too swift.
They pass all too swift.
Some days love speaks to me.
Some days I feel so free.
I love my craft.Life is a patterned weave.
Love helps us when we grieve.
Love is a raft.
Love helps us when we grieve.
Love is a raft.
See how the sun comes back.
See how light fills the gaps..
Some days we laugh.
Weep now and I’ll weep with you.
I have known sorrow too.
Yet sorrow will pass.
Joy is not far away.
Joy will return one day….
L With life’s arts and crafts
How my heart sings 
Magnificent. An inspiring life journal Katherine. Greatly enjoyed thank you.
Thank you for spending time here,Mike and inspiring me to continue..my writing and artwork.I love writing but I like to know if anyone reads it or gets pleasure from it.
Count on it Katherine 😀