Wednesday, April 4, 2007

a long day...

Today i read of a place called ruby Hollor
filled with trees and hills that roll on and on
Where people still leave baskets and notes
on peoples doorstep.
Why don't we do that anymore?
Yesterday I read of a place called martha's vinyard
With boats and pretty women in summer dresses
What a life they have.
the gentle pit pat of the waves
the soothing lul of the rolling clouds
the sleepy sun
and chocolate for breakfast


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