SMALL STONES FOR WINTER'S RIVER
stones to cherish, hopefully not stumble over, ultimately be happy "it's written in stone"
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Near the Mailbox
Night-time near the mailbox, a street-lamp
pours a puddle of light onto the side-walk;
a square of grimy paper floats near the edge.
Dead letter?
No comments:
Post a Comment
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment