Aye, some might wish, when presented with journey’s next leg, daunting even for Invincible Ivan, the surety of a sherpa, but, indeed, it is those running with the blood of a balmaiden who carry the mettle needed to pass the pass as feeling willers. ; )

Feline with me to believe life will never trip you whilst self is adorned by a precious phylactery, but without a tail-isman, your life will fall short of living to the nines because you will not see in every entity a cat’s meow. ; )

Away from the computer,

Trains the commuter

By working in a field

Where green is experience

And paths of trees

Yield learning’s certainty

Rather than probability’s wrath.

Here, the reader absorbs

Brilliance from each

Of the page, sky, and earth,

Leaving behind the blinding

Screens of scareware and spam

For refuge in sanity’s sanctuary—

Welcomed with care as fam. ; )

Mary merrily made, in her mind, about her munchkins, a merism plus message: a bunny—all of flopsy, mopsy, and cottontail—begets bonding bounces for bestie bent on brushing both brindled and blank backs. : )

As Florence waited for her ferriage, she found ferns fancying finely at her feet—and, with that, her feelings floated toward fonder fields even before she was flagged, finally, to flip-flop from seat to fleet. ; )