Jul 7, 2009


struggle is universal and community continues.
among the shouts, stories, laments, is the music there are also signs of hope.
but the politics, and untruths are also obvious.
some words to describe myself at present!
tired;- done a lot recently.
hopeful;- presence of some people can bring hope to self and others.
frustrated;- older people annoy me yet l am one nearly.

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MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"