My salt shaker is
full. Little reminder of
his absence and quirks.
April Daily Haiku Challenge – Day 16
My good scissors are precious. They fit like a glove. Cut like a dream. They’re not too heavy. Not too light.
So, you should know, that no matter how much I love and trust you, if you ask to borrow my good scissors I probably give you my second-best good scissors. 19 more words