Exactly a year ago....

...my attempt to be spontaneously poetic, I wrote;

Lost in rows of daffodils, I saw your eyes and they said, I walk as if encompassed in a frame.

It was fall and the weather was like cotton candy in my mouth.

The ocean's sparkles reflected the stars, and the stars reflected the white specks on a pigeon's wing.

The air brought me close to the trees that swung like clothes on a line.

My dreams last night were of spider webs that held me up in a cocoon stuck to a plaster wall, and the ladybugs were eating my hair.

I closed my eyes and saw the clock of my life winding down, and when the hands stopped, I died.