by Masago: Rengay #28 (Mar 9-15, 2008), Verses 1-4 (of 6)
Longer days — toys begin to emerge / from the snow.
We scour the beach for shells / and trinkets — low tide.
Past forty — each morning's combing, more forehead.
Opening bell — trading starts lower / yet again.
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combing more forehead. ha.
I told my hubby to draw a line up there so he would know where to quit washing his face.
as many bluesmen have said in one way or another - when you're at the bottom you got no place to fall
(well - that's what i try to tell myself when i check my bank account) :)
bear market?
oh well - I'm not retiring yet. :)
Pamela: *LOL*
Floots: Some days these words are all one has to draw upon.
Polona: Grrr...
Andrew: *Ha Ha* Oops, that's a bit close to home.
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