Wednesday, October 31, 2007
A Walk Down Memory Lane
A Walk Down Memory Lane Fifty years has gone by. Time flies. It seems only yesterday that we have filled the house and river with children’s laughter. So much have changed. Yet everything is still the same. Nonetheless, something’s missing. Hard to place, unless I start counting. The track under the...
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The Broken Promises
The Broken Promises Tea laced with honey. Bread laced with butter spread. Small men, big men came to deliver and to convince that the heartaches we had endured and seen would be settled if they are voted in. Oily tongues wagged. Laden speeches promises all but the sun and the moon. Hearts full of...
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