Wednesday, May 12, 2004

Yesterday's poem certainly wasn't one of my best, but it was all I could muster after yesterday's events and work scedule.

Today's rain has soaked in deep. The clouds, light and rain have been a joy to intermingle with, and I'm glad of the whole thing.

What's more, I'm wearing my favorite boots. And more than that, my truck is running fine and my wife is the nicest person I've ever know. And even more, it is fortunate to have chocolate and milk in the house.

You ought to check out Ryan's blog over at Lost Coyote, he's on a writing roll and I seem not to be on one right now.

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