is play this
Here...for the rest of the summer.
But I've got 50 long, grueling, torturous days ahead....
and oh, so many miles to go before i'll ever be able to sleep again.
Say "Hello" to the harbor for me Grammy!
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Be--longings
I want to:
*be smarter
*be a voracious reader
*be a film maker
*be an interior designer
*be in the cirque de soleil
*be an art therapist, children's hospital
*be a marine biologist
*be an installation artist in London
*be a presidential speech writer
*be a weaver
*be poet laureate
*be an african drummer
*be social activist
*be a world traveler
*be happy in my skin
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tea time---goodnight
*be smarter
*be a voracious reader
*be a film maker
*be an interior designer
*be in the cirque de soleil
*be an art therapist, children's hospital
*be a marine biologist
*be an installation artist in London
*be a presidential speech writer
*be a weaver
*be poet laureate
*be an african drummer
*be social activist
*be a world traveler
*be happy in my skin
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tea time---goodnight
Sunday, May 11, 2008
I love you Mom!
Start It All Over Again
I'm the sea that surrounds you
the garden that grounds you
The sun and the wind and the rain
I am every season
Your every reason to start it all over again
Soon you sail the wide river
we'll set sail together, and oceans will call out your name
and by stars you will follow
your hopes for tommorrow--
and start it all over again
If you stager or stumble,
if dreams start to crumble
i'll pick up the pieces of pain
I will cradle you cry with you
pray that you'll try to just start it all over again
Who has eyes that can see
all the things you could be?
who has ears for the sweetest refrain?
May your heart sing forever,
where the sea meets the river
and start it all over again.
---Battlefield Band