Feb 26, 2020

my odd days

We marvelled at the cornucopia of fruits, meats, toys, fresh fish, baskets, utensils and leather goods for sale in stalls that lined the streets for as far as we could see......







UP AT 4
OUT AT 5
TIRED AT 8
FALLING ASLEEP AT 11
READY FOR BED AT 14-00

This illness  . . . . .

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On Endings...moment from Northern soul.

The end funny place to start a blog. But end comes sadly 'End' can be most drastic event. Faced few endings, wish could gone outside...

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"