Monday, April 14, 2014
Sunday, April 13, 2014
Saturday, April 12, 2014
Grandpa
I like to walk with Grandpa...
He takes his time you see.
His steps are little just like mine;
He stops and waits for me.
He lets me ask him questions.
He lets me hold his hand.
He makes me feel 10 feet tall
And I think that he is grand.
He says there's no one like me
And gold is what I'm worth.
When I get to walk with Grandpa,
I'm the luckiest kid on earth.
Patsy Gaut
Friday, April 11, 2014
Inexpressible
"After silence, that which comes nearest
to expressing the inexpressible is music."
Aldous Huxley
Tuesday, April 8, 2014
Monday, April 7, 2014
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