“..the lawn
Is pressed by unseen feet, and ghosts return
Gently at twilight, gently go at dawn..”
T.S. ELIOT
(excerpt from To Walter de la Mare)
“..the lawn
Is pressed by unseen feet, and ghosts return
Gently at twilight, gently go at dawn..”
T.S. ELIOT
(excerpt from To Walter de la Mare)
Lee, 105 years old
Boca Raton, Florida
it’s good to trust that voice inside your head
but only if it’s your own
sweet anticipation led to insomnia
she rose before dawn
and dressed in the dark
“There’s a safety in thinking in a diner. You can have your coffee or your milk shake, and you can go off into strange dark areas, and always come back to the safety of the diner.”
~