White flowers, red base
Beautiful things tucked all over the place.
When was the last time you stood still
And saw the items on the windowsill?
White flowers, red base
Busy being busy, a nonstop pace.
When was the last time you wrote a note
And by hand, I mean, not remote?
White flowers, red base
Bodies moving, no one seeing face to face.
When was the last time you made the time
And spent it with friends, a visit sublime?
White flowers, red base
Budding goals take place.
When was the last time you just dreamed
And focused on capabilities, life supreme?
(For V- and E-, whose company I enjoyed this week, better than any tasks checked – either as ‘done’ or ‘incomplete’.)
Tommia's Tablet 
Lovely. Of course, I Tweeted.
The love of paper and friends
There’s a connection somehow
If we could draw their faces while they talk
Catch them in smile.
It might make the memory sharpen
It might make it last
Or know, one day when these minutes have passed
That a friend helped along the way
And stopped along to say
That you hold a special place in this world