The photo: the backyard, April 2007
The poem: 80's vintage. Girlface saw it and said she liked it. It fits today.
Heard You Had Snow
Heard you had snow.
Oh.
Should I sing you a song?
Serenade.
Hi,
how ya’ doing.
Long pause.
Such a long pause
and with life so
simply
complicated
and
far away.
We’re in different worlds
it seems.
I heard you had snow.
5 comments:
Who did thee write that for?
I know this place. There's a lot of empty space in snowfall, too.
Beauty in simplicity, like most suffering.
I hear the bell, I remember to breathe.
(closing eyes and smiling)
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mmmmmmmmmmmm... maybe winter isn't really so harsh when viewed in HOT July.
Life long friends- absolutely :)
FYI- I'm not answering the phone at home these days because we aren't there... came home to fire engines and disaster on a mid-May 'early summer's night' of getting ice cream cones at the lake. damn. Kelsey lost just about everything, but we were lucky- no lives lost and the damage is fixable. We hope to be answering the phone again in August sometime...
Shark...
You'll maybe understand what this is about.. Marmy will, for sure.
Let me have your email addy.. through Marm... or on here.. and I'll send you the key.
With me?
:o)
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