Cheers,

Two days from now will mark the first anniversary of my father’s death.

He battled cancer. We were told it was treatable. We were told he would live a long life.

It was too late when they discovered that he had a very rare version of this very treatable cancer.

It’s possible I may write and publish a few blog posts, over the next few days, that may be difficult to read for some.

I hope you understand.

Matt

My father lost custody and the right to see my brother and I when we were young. Later in life
my father and I became very close.

Poem

Myself asked
what’s so good about a cigar

It calms me down
Unless the smoke rises too fast

and then it’s too late

Myself let the cigar nearly die
and cigar let Myself live

-M. Taggart

Mono

I like scars, and would rather them being on the outside. -M. Taggart

Odd walking thoughts

The way words are written and how people write them and how they move in life and what I see is very much the same

said the frog

-M. Taggart

Happy this

I’m relaxed.
What a strange feeling.

-M. Taggart

Poem

View always, the narrow mind,
and watch from your mind’s eye,
tomorrow and tomorrow again,
and remember what they said.

-M. Taggart

Outlook

I hope that everyone’s morning and day is as good as possible!

What’s here is there.

Our back wall! Wanted to share this…not sure why lol.

Thank you for being you.

Matt

Poem

A gentle sanity
often finds me while I’m writing.

And to the leaves that wave hello,
I see you. Along with my half-open window
and my typing sounds; the pauses and
daydreaming covers me nicely.

-M. Taggart

Poem

Praise should come
As the job happens
And the same goes
for neglect

Or the cheer is gone
and the shame not lived

-M. Taggart