no update......for a bit...
the blue funk continues. Some would argue that I am forever blue...
but sometimes the seasons and their change reminds me of people, folks who have come anf now gone...some for the better some are still missed....
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sitting in my darkened room
photographs of you wander through
the floor is a mess along
with my mind
a voice called in the dead of the night
i heard it before, it never warns
we love to smell roses
there are no roses without thorns
and i have loved
and i do
still i love you ... you
outside autumn leaves
lightly kiss the ground
what once was luscious green
now is gorgeous brown
and i have loved
and i do
still i love you ... you
the blue funk continues. Some would argue that I am forever blue...
but sometimes the seasons and their change reminds me of people, folks who have come anf now gone...some for the better some are still missed....
-----------
sitting in my darkened room
photographs of you wander through
the floor is a mess along
with my mind
a voice called in the dead of the night
i heard it before, it never warns
we love to smell roses
there are no roses without thorns
and i have loved
and i do
still i love you ... you
outside autumn leaves
lightly kiss the ground
what once was luscious green
now is gorgeous brown
and i have loved
and i do
still i love you ... you
toolgirl:
Sad. 
So I'm going to ride this afternoon in the 39 degree rain. Not too excied but how's that for dedication? Hope you are feeling a bit better! 
So I'm going to ride this afternoon in the 39 degree rain. Not too excied but how's that for dedication? Hope you are feeling a bit better! 
falias:
i love that poem.