The lights must never go out,
the music must always play,
lest we should see where we are-
lost in a haunted wood;
children afraid of the dark
who have never been happy or good. - George Orwell
Tuesday
Three Haikus about Love
Two deer drink water from the stream behind the house; they lock eyes and flee.
A golden finch flies home where her young children sleep dreaming of her touch.
The flame flickers out gathered wood to green to burn the smoke surrounds us.
Your recent habit of posting here regularly makes my habit of checking it every day seem much less useless. The fact that you are a good writer helps too.
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Your recent habit of posting here regularly makes my habit of checking it every day seem much less useless. The fact that you are a good writer helps too.
thanks for reading everyday even when I suck and don't post and for the compliment.
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