dialed the weather line,
auto voice enters earshot,
states the temp is forty out. . .
punched up your digits,
line rings, clicks just like ten years
before, and cool you remain. . .
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Cynth'ya Lewis Reed at the Authors Den
Love tinka
yep. the more things change, the more they stay the same. :) enjoyed--
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)
Carmen :-)
An air of constancy is reassuring..
Peter