--A work in progress, and subject to change--
Under the falling leaves I wander
through the chill of an early fall
my restless mind split asunder
for you my heart does call
although I look for someone new
my eyes see only you
Yes, it's about my wife.
Hey, I think about it this time of year.
Four years, as of July 27, @ 12:50 pm.
through the chill of an early fall
my restless mind split asunder
for you my heart does call
although I look for someone new
my eyes see only you
Yes, it's about my wife.
Hey, I think about it this time of year.
Four years, as of July 27, @ 12:50 pm.
posted by Daniel at
7/24/2005 03:18:00 AM
6 Comments:
I miss her too.
'Better life with much grief'.
You're close. But, if you don't give your name, how can I know who the cake is for... :-)
It has to be chocolate w/ nuts.....
Walter, it's me!!;) Are you going to hand deliver the cake to S.A.?
Not if you call me that...
Otherwise, I'll send it C.O.D.
Good to know you still have your sense of humor!!!
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