Windows have this power and every poet I know has written once about a window, Last week our neighbors moved. At night since our house is situated higher than there's I can look down into their living room. The older gentleman is always reading the paper in his chair and his wife watching TV. I can see them when Im turning off the outside light for the night........I think Im going to miss that just knowing they were there (and they were great neighbors!)
A thought provoking piece of poetry. "Time goes by like a fast moving train. Stop to look back too long and you will miss the blessings that are right in front of you."
Let this coming of age story of a boy named Bean take you back to a simple time. Set in a small southern town in the 1960's, encircled by a river and gleaming white cotton fields.
Let this coming of age story of a boy named Bean take you back to a simple time. Set in a small southern town in the 1960's, encircled by a river and gleaming white cotton fields.
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Lady Vivian
But from the inside looking out, you're already in jail.
Life stinks. (Mel Brooks).
most enjoyable read
Peace be with you
William
Ron
Anna
Love ya!
Jane
budd
Peace, love and multiple blessings,
John Michael Domino
Regis