Life and poetry We live our words
The poet's joke
You say gray, and
what of black
You say white, and
what of gray
Never the way of
knowing is neither
It matters only the
moment of meter
Born in Chicago Illinois, raised in Tampa (above downtown picture), lived St.Petersburg for thirty years. A family is where ever you choose to live. Is one place safer than the next? Maybe, because children seek out friends they feel most accepted by - usually images of themselves.
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