June 26, 2010 she remembers it for us she remembers it for us unbruised unbroken unspoiled and we feed upon these memories to decorate the homes we build inside ourselves, where everything eventually bruises breaks spoils . 20100626:1422 y Share this:Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
this is an excellent poem.
Great one Y
thank you! where’ve you been? hope all’s well.