~* wake up song *~
Moments before leaving for her operation, Mamie gathered some jasmine flowers from the garden.
For my hair.
And ordered me (ME.) to stop worrying about everything.
Although I've promised myself to stop obeying just about anybody, for her, I shall make an exception.
All sorrow aside today.
Time to live a little.
Here comes...
Steve & Fay..
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[caption id="attachment_9767" align="aligncenter" width="400"] Coolest Luke of them all; Paul Newmand with wife Joanne Woodward. A photo that speaks such volumes to me.[/caption]
And...
~*♥ *~
Days seen waning
Hope’s not all seen past
The hope, love, lust rides
the pages of new freshly
printed morning paper
Telling you trust.
Thank you for these beautiful words… Your own, I presume?
Seven days it was
you left the coffee cup stain on my table
why I can’t read the heart sign
cold handle on my door was
relief when you left
You are most welcome. Those words are indeed my own creations for better or worse :) But nevertheless I thank you for you kind words :)
Lähdön tuskaa ja tavallaan helpotus oli ajatuksena tälle runolle…
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