NOBODY LEAVES WITHOUT SINGING THE BLUES.
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
on a wire
with no home
I've been living alone for fifty years,
and I'll stay here for fifty more,
but you're not all alone, my dear,
you have friends beneath the floor.
1 comment:
Coweh
said...
the last stanza makes me want to weep and smile. good job.
May 7, 2008 at 5:03 AM
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1 comment:
the last stanza makes me want to weep and smile. good job.
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