Tuesday, June 30, 2009
An Interment Of A Sort
I put you in the ground last Autumn, although it was not good-bye! I carefully placed you in a bed with a sigh, covering you with finest loam. You looked so content; I beamed with pride for I knew you would be more comfortable outside. I have done all I can do, food and drink for you to imbue; Now,...
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