Wrinkle of Love
In the wrinkles of your hands I see not age but beauty, a story whose ebbs and flows bring tears For I know it must end before I am ready to let go -J
In the wrinkles of your hands I see not age but beauty, a story whose ebbs and flows bring tears For I know it must end before I am ready to let go -J
For my Gramms -J
When you ask do you truly want to know what lies within the heart?
Everybody’s Nobody http://en.wordpress.com/tag/everybodys-nobody/
This isn’t so much a book review as a reminder. If you have yet to read any of Orson Scott Card…read Enders Game and Speaker of the Dead…two great books
They said you’d had your last hurrah fell beyond the veil But out of dark sleep you rise Allowing a goodbye And for one last time your voice dripping love and care place us before yourself as you lie and say all is ‘OK’
Life caught up but we’ll be trying to restart this project soon. Expect some new posts though some will be borrowed from another project we are working on right now