the door is left open...
skyeriverwinter
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rain trickling down the windowpane
my hands pressed firmly on the cold glass
you stand there in the rain looking in...drenched
come in...I wait for you...
a warm cozy glow from the kitchen window
as grey skies surround your precious face
drops fall steadily into the puddle beside you
ripples spreading out into eternity...
empty tire swings
sleeping gardens
the door is left open...
my hands pressed firmly on the cold glass
you stand there in the rain looking in...drenched
come in...I wait for you...
a warm cozy glow from the kitchen window
as grey skies surround your precious face
drops fall steadily into the puddle beside you
ripples spreading out into eternity...
empty tire swings
sleeping gardens
the door is left open...
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Godfather.
very nice lines.
good work.
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
I hope you get this message but your not home...I will be there in just a minute or so...
I want to go but I want to go with you.
Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry and narrow-mindedness and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one's lifetime. -MT
I've had enough, said enough, felt enough. I'm fine, still in it.