Wednesday, August 15, 2007,12:20 AM
shadows spread
Do you remember the night in the park, years ago, when our futures took a different direction? We saw the moon, the one I see now, look down at us. Even though its shape and color has changed so many times, its real face never has - nor have ours...
shadows spread
from the old oak tree~
summer night


posted by J. Andrew Lockhart
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