Along our path
Our ever-ending
Road-
We by-pass
And meet
Those who intervene,
Stopping us
Along the way-
Many become a friend
A lover-
Some stay for a short
Visit,
A minute, hour or a day-
Puzzle pieces of life... .. .
in theory, all living beings are to be categorized as the following nine sorts of living for a minute, an hour, a day, a week, a month, a year, an age, a century and. . . forever. The puzzle is about the number, small or large, you deal with on your way home, which is one shelter for all ;)) Cheers, alex
South Baltimore serves as the backdrop for this gripping story of three brothers leading very different lives but joined forever by the secrets of a painful family past.
A homonymless man writes shows what it's like to look up the laid he skirts when you’re lying prone(d) to the sidewalk, beer / joint / needle dangling from your hand /lips / arm.
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Love ya.
thought provoking
well done
Love ya!
Jane