I look at you…and what do you do…you look at him…his story’s been grim…he looks at her…her life’s been a blur…she looks at me…what is it that we see?
In the end all you want is a pen that writes well and a life that you've lived well.
In the end all you want is a pen that writes well and a life that you've lived well.
I look at you…and what do you do…you look at him…his story’s been grim…he looks at her…her life’s been a blur…she looks at me…what is it that we see?
- Musings of a promising freak -
The world around through my camera's lens
About writing and stuff
Story Of The Footloose 
Of my-too cute-too real-grim good humor!
aitd
I am glad you like it dear angel in the dust. The egrets have been around here for two days… I just had to take this picture. 🙂
It’s neat! thanks for sharing.
aitd