No crazy thoughts popping up today on my walkabout over and between the bridges. I was too busy with testing camera settings in this half misty day. Soon I will look at my photos but first that only poem coming in my head when I was almost at home. I think it is a little folly …. or?

I’m the kind of
faithful
You weren’t

I’m the kind that wants
closeness
You weren’t

I’m the kind that
not betray
You weren’t

Daily Prompt: Folly.

“The reason birds can fly and we can’t is simply because they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.” J.M. Barrie