Oh dear stolen hours of love; all I can do is reminisce, but alas this piece is so beautiful and inviting...especially to those BETTER memories! :O)
~Nikki~
Reviewed by Ted Sheridan (Reader)
Reviewed on May 5, 2003
Stollen hours always have to be repaid, don't they. They do around my house. Yes Dear, etc.
Oy, I am wrenched in two directions while reading this piece, Marilyn, wanting more for her, yet glad she is happy... I guess stolen is the key word, it sends a disquieting message to my mind. Great job! :)
David Hightower’s lyrically expansive meditation on the whims of fate and the unpredictability of the human condition fill the pages of THE HANGING MAN DREAMS with thrilling music and mesmerizing imagery. Hightower’s richly infused voice echoes the e
beautiful
Reindeer
lovely
steal all the time "now"
IT GETS SHORTER IN YOUR FUTURE
TIME STANDS STILL FOR NO ONE.
A FANTASTIC WRITE,
WILLIAM
Chrissie
josie
yf
tony
I'm back to stay...lol
What a beautiful write
this is...
Love it....
Hugs,
Trixie :)
~Nikki~
Jill
Dee
Beautiful thoughts, beautifully written.
-James