About Me
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- Water gathering most days I wait through blue and sun till dusk or even later and the rose has faded to lavender, to gray some days, the sleet has started and the leaves underfoot are slick with ice somehow I'm never sorry and never learn one night I waited till the stars were out dropped the bucket into sound, only felt the weight of it filling and the night full of stars and the river full of stars and the bucket full of stars come morning, the coffee is also full of stars
2 comments:
Ah...Jesse, Al, Hillary and now you...always good to see that the Democrates play the race card. Always goes to show how you will do anything to win.
And yet, you play the race card but do little for African-Americans. Bill Clinton felt their pain, but did little for them.
Crayon, you're not even on the by-pass. Not even in the same county. Gitta grip.
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