10...9...8...
It's close to the end...
Happiness keeps You sweet, Trails make You strong...
May the new year
Bring these wishes to all of you...
Their shoulders were bent
with troubles that were mine...
Hell's Bells
Friday 13th...
2010.
As she blossoms from my nucleus...
Sitting in silence,
hands folded in front...
New. New music. New visual experiential choirs...
My ears enjoy the sounds of Newly strung...
Chalk drawings of hearts, flowers and animals
line the sidewalks from the little neighbor girls...
TO: MY DAUGHTERS
Please don't weep for me after my life is done...
My infant statue nurtured like a miracle prayed...
And when my past stood sturdy like a teacher of...
I was born as a kite..
Created by skillful hands...