"They will see us waving from such great heights.
'Come down now,' they'll say.
But everything looks perfect from far away.
'Come down now,' but we'll stay."
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Memories of Summer Heat
This summer, it was so hot in my poorly insulated old house that candles drooped in response. Now, months later, the bent candles remain.
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