Thursday, January 8, 2015

1/8



Painted this morning, listening to the news
On the radio, thinking about this and that,
A few things:

A quote about the two days in a year that 
Nothing can be done, yesterday, tomorrow; while
I neglect todays.

Ponder a word I'll hold near this year,  
Perhaps somethings cracked sometimes heal best
Filled with gold.
            

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