I Wonder If -------------------------------------------
The last time, in the guise of the old, the new
Did something that can never be done again?
And then the deeper question.
When you feel deceased relatives loom
And the eyes of the pale sea looking through
If neither is going to come to you,
Then why oh why do you prepare the room?
I think that is gorgeous Craig. It is beautiful and lyrical. I know that sounds a bit gay but it's language that does what language isn't supposed to do. I kind of cherish seeing you got that one done on your page.
Me, it seems like i don't have the energy to draw something out anymore the way you do here, i think it's remarkable and if i just read it, anywhere, i would instantly love it.