Happy hair fluffed, puffed out
And breezing to its bed.
Laying down, dreams out spout –
These breathed in to the head.
I’m having to work into, and think about, ‘Mye’ a lot at the moment, so I’ve given you this short poem to pass the time, but I will bring ‘Mye’ back to you on Monday.
Also! I am still hoping to self-publish this Saturday, but I am going to have to do a lot of work to do that, so please excuse me if I don’t quite manage this Saturday. A Travelling Man will be available on Kindle ASAP!