He kept a piece of algae behind his ear to remind him of his roots.
A million years ago every place was a little place by the sea,
He would say
And my mind would go blank
And I would swim through the day
Without a care in the world
And it all seemed so familiar that I knew
I would go back someday to my own little place by the sea
Thoughts and memories created whenever I feel like I need to vent........could be poetry, could be political ranting, could be all about my love for my children, my animals, current state of the world. Read, if you must!! While you are here, also visit my reading blog: rnocean.blogspot.com *Random Reading* or my grandog's blog: "Frieda and Frank's Frolics".
Monday, May 10, 2010
Tuesday, May 04, 2010
*CLOSET ANGEL*
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