Franziska created this image of herself petting Der Steppenwolf--that's me--among the autumn leaves. I wrote this little poem for her. I hope you like it.
Two
How then does one begin In this ellipticality A game so hard to win This riddle of reality?
I think it would be best if I be still And know that God is and that you are too I knew this once believe now always will That I am not alone because of you Riding this riddle: if one can win I know We two began by winning long ago
Chrissy
Regis
FEe
God Bless,
Lew