Snow. Clouds. Cold. Wet. Ice. Shovels.
I just want to plant a flower and sit in the sun.
Dirt under my nails. Stains on my knees.
Kids outside.
That's all.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
really now, where's the sun?
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3 comments:
it's not too much to ask is it??
amen, sistah!
that is not too much to ask at all. I am with you!
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