From the Pocket of a Dream
You cannot do a kindness too soon, for you never know how soon it will be too late.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Reminds of Bob The Street Poet I met on A cold and frosty morning in Victoria, BC, Canada … he read one of his poems to me in exchange for a smoke … the poem was about lady love lost … will never forget about him, Eclipse … you have been distant to me for such a long time for what ever reason, so be it … but I will never forget about you either … Love, cat.
Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:
You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change )
Connecting to %s
Notify me of new comments via email.
Notify me of new posts via email.
Enter your email address to subscribe to this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.
Join 240 other followers