Sunday, August 8, 2010

SUNDAY MORNINGS

TODAY I WOKE UP AND MISSED
SUNDAY MORNING CROSSWORDS
AND 
BREAKFAST AT TIFFANY'S.




NAKED, SLEEPY DAYS.
THAT'S WHAT WE CALLED THEM.

SUNDAY WAS ALWAYS MY FAVORITE DAY OF THE WEEK.

2 comments:

Sir James E. Watkins said...

Our inner pain seems to come from the same place. I wrote for years of nothing but pain. And now, now I'm starting to live again. Even though, I myself, am in poor health.

You will find the light. It is still there. It's just too dim to see right now. As some say times heals all wounds. But that's not true. It doesn't take the darkness away but rather allows us to co-exist with it, to see with new eyes.

Sir James E. Watkins said...

Correction in the second sentence of the second paragraph: As some say time . . . .

not times