2007/thanks
Give thanks for this day,
slight breeze in the mint.
Late July, song birds not
yet too hot too sing.
I sit outside, reading a novel.
A life more harrowing than mine,
one that someone has already
figured out.
7/26/07
2007/thanks
Give thanks for this day,
slight breeze in the mint.
Late July, song birds not
yet too hot too sing.
I sit outside, reading a novel.
A life more harrowing than mine,
one that someone has already
figured out.
7/26/07