Sunday, 28 June 2009
Saturday, 27 June 2009
Home party
Lights setting the stage before the band emerge from the 'kitchen' bar to play an easy-on-the-ear set for the neighbours!
Poetry
Without Words
Eerie silence, falls upon
This tranquil rise of a better place.
Love-curled lips, so lonely upon
The missing of your love-filled face.
In darkness, I may not find the time
In sleep, I always find the place.
...and in that place, I always find you there
Then gaze upon the wonder
Of your beautiful face.
By
Alan Miller
Eerie silence, falls upon
This tranquil rise of a better place.
Love-curled lips, so lonely upon
The missing of your love-filled face.
In darkness, I may not find the time
In sleep, I always find the place.
...and in that place, I always find you there
Then gaze upon the wonder
Of your beautiful face.
By
Alan Miller
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