Dedicated to snatches of song that can sum up your state of mind at that moment.
To those song-
writers and poets who string words together that anyone can own.
To my own pen, that can create pieces of song, though rare...
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Years
childhood home- even the For Sale sign rusted now
1 comment:
Anonymous
said...
I can almost picture the unswept courtyard, dry leaves being blown about, and a dog and her family of pups happily contemplating the rusted For Sale sign :-)
1 comment:
I can almost picture the unswept courtyard, dry leaves being blown about, and a dog and her family of pups happily contemplating the rusted For Sale sign :-)
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