Let me lay down right there.
It seems I longer care
Funny I don’t despair
Lay out all feelings bare
Catch my thoughts in midair
Voices no longer blare
Ceiling cracked as I stare
Pink Floyd’s brick fell I swear
No longer need the tare
Her mantel hangs my pair
© 2011 Michael Yost
“her mantel hang my pair”… very mysterious. i love it!! (:
What…? 1 sock wouldn’t hold all the candy.. ..smiles..
She doesn’t sound very healthy for you!
Love m.c. escher…
..smiles.. A figment of all broken relationships.
I really like this! I came to your blog to see if you have a post on your grandbaby…I hope she’s okay!
Thanks for asking. She responded really well to prayers and treatment.