handcobbled claptrap from your favorite rural observer...
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Lo, these twenty many years ago, my sweetheart allowed me into her heart for good.
Each day better than the rest, every year built upon the last by better and worse; for me the sum total is that of joy and love that I cannot express other than by saying her name: Diedre Ann.
Thanks for staying with me, DrieAnya.