Not the admission but
The fascination I have with
You
Oh, say it isn't so
That feeling of wanting
Never letting go? I say
It must be that spring is in the air
Giving way to the distraction
Words leaving on my lips
Unchecked
My day was filled with beauty, wonderful company, and a feast for the eyes, to the tune of nature. There were little violets, all over the edge of the forest, their sunny dispositions calling me by name.
It has been a beautiful Sunday, from beginning to end. I want to thank @Ace108 for hosting #BeautifulSunday, a tag where you share your Sunday with everyone. Not to be outdone by #SublimeSunday by 
I sit and let my thoughts wander, my glass of wine, swirling, swirling, to unleash its flavor. I inhale deeply and take in my night. The beauty of my day unfolds in my mind once more, the sweet sounds of the children talking, their voices sing-song as they walk through the neighborhood. So easily I get swept up in the peace of the moment- the sights, the sounds of the laughter, the smell of the sweetest perfume, each flower so individual. It makes the day special, creating an enchanting moment. I yearn to press the pause button. Stop. Reflect. Maybe even rewind. It has indeed been a #SublimeSunday.
All I have are my words, armed in my mind, written in pen, stand by stand. Oh, yes. Still by hand. It has a different feel. Altered not by keys, backspace, and delete, I write, erase, tear it to pieces and start all over again. And again.
The Naming of Cats
The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter,
It isn’t just one of your holiday games;
You may think at first I’m as mad as a hatter
When I tell you, a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES.
TS Elliot