Listen! This is the moment between night and morning.
For one moment the world is quiet, silent, and peaceful. Then the sun rises just below the top trees in the forest, a bird sings, then another.
In the distance a train whistle blows, a haunting sound, a lonesome sound. It feels like it is saying goodbye.
The coffee is hot and just holding the cup is comforting. This is a time when all is well, perhaps just for a moment,
It is time for Buddy my dog and best friend to walk together down this old Dirt Road looking for forgotten places, memories from another time, and now abandoned.
When the sunsets again bringing colors to the sky I will write my stories, awaken my memories, and find peace in the quiet of the night.
Authors Thoughts:
I often go back to the dirt road seeking my old self-wanting to say it is ok; we did well in the end. We knew love, happiness, and found things in life that were good and fulfilling.
I know I don’t comment a lot here on Biz Cat. I have been quite busy writing long stories. I just wanted to say that I really enjoy reading these little pieces of yours. In fact I am also envious. It’s very hard work for me to contain my thoughts in a couple hundred words. I admire anyone who can do it this masterfully.