It's strange how we get lost in the noise of time friends soon forgotten then remembered after a whiff off vanilla-scented minutes frozen in occasions our color-coated life a mangle of bananas only to discover noise has no color at all
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)
Regis
Quite a little gem you pen here.
well penned.
Paul