rickmitten

so here is my bike..
finally finished!!

dad calls it 'the don'

I ride it and it makes me smile..

*additional note*

Tonight I heard a song which brought me to my knees..
I had not heard it in months..
Two bars in, the tears began..
Not bawling tears..
Weeping tears,
The little ones that roll down..
All following the same line on your cheek..
The ones that, if not stopped at the chin,
Roll down your neck and wet your collar..

Do you ever stop missing someone..
Do you just get used to missing them?

I still hold fast..
I get by very well..

This song brought me undone..