skipping stones

trying to find the right rocks for big jumps, series of skids, huge plops, and then the perfect throw.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

10 words


The autumn,
like parts of my heart. 
Blazing, 
then fallen. 
Posted by Jean C. Reinhold at 10:38 PM

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