Solitude?

It is almost midnight, I am still up, searching for a screen for my Dell 1150 and falling asleep by the computer. The bright spots of this day were the safe landing of my 2 Girls in Loma Linda and taking care of Uncle Bill. He is in bed now and I will be asleep in a few minutes. I neglected my reading and writing but before I sleep I will read a Psalm. I have an agreement with Katiusha that we will read one Psalm a day. Call it telepathy...we will communicate while contemplating the text of the Psalm. When I am alone I begin to write poems in my head...remembering my friends, my loves, my disappointments and my joys. I am a good cook [soups mainly] and baker [I have a bread machine] and a butler [my teas and coffies]and a taylor [I shorten or lengthen my clothes]and a park-ranger [I feed the birds and squirels], and few other things....All these things keep me busy so I do not feel alone.My next project [ among others] will be to write a poem about "tęsknota" for it is one of the feelings that can bring you up emotionally or gring you down.What might-have-been and what may-be!I miss you my Ukrainians and Polaks and Germans and Russians, and even Czechs. When I come to Poland I will make sure I get to visit with my friends. Now, sleep well all you dear to my heart, cuddled by snow outside the window and snug in your blankets.Good night till tomorrow. ta ta...pa pa.