There really is no such thing
as a free lunch, my brother said
laughing at his own cleverness.
And cleverness in short supply
in our particular family tree,
laden with damaged fruit.
Fruit which falls farther
from the parent tree with
each passing generation.
Generation after generation,
dividing and diluting
the gene pool from whence we came.
Came seeking the perfection
which we crave,
but do not possess.
In abundance
It's almost Christmas. Lynn Basil is writing her last book about a secret entrance into the magical doll land of Sha Bebe that she loves so much. Bagannos have taken over the world! Lynn finally meets her dolls in real life. Can she write in a Secret
May Lu $*_*$ / Sandie Angel :o)
very nice