the divine goddess of beautiful days
it's an utterly beautiful day here in logan.the sort of day you want to last forever, slowly repeating the pulse from morning to evening.
the tickle of a cooling afternoon breeze, making the leaves dance,
blowing gently, the hair of an angel in the wind, the sun catching it so it sheens with radiant beauty.
the sent of changing leaves floats through the air.
the warmth of the day trembling to the cool of the night as the evening approaches.
that's the kind of day it is.
it's the kind of day where you can notice the beautiful humor of a sign on the bailbonds shop down the street: "Get a Jail Sucks T-shirt with every bail"
Commit a lot of petty crimes, get a collection of them.
it's the kind of day where a goddess can be discovered, behind a simple stack of books.
posted by F.G. Shaw @ 4:27 PM
2 Comments:
I love the fall, its my favorite season.
Whats with everyone getting "spam" comments on their blogs?
Don't be so cynical, Bruce. Maybe the anonymous commenter has come across this website on his/her own and genuinely believes that it will interest Frank. Let us all say thank you to this person and praise his/her thoughtful deed.
~annette~
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