By scqueen Date: 2001 Jun 29 Comment on this Work [[2001.06.29.22.45.21989]] |
Dance on the edge of sunbeams, and remember the way it feels to link her champagned hand in yours and savor cake from each others fingers. Dream of the future, though you have no idea what it holds; but know it will hold you together like a ball made from the daily newspaper's rubber bands, gaining strength and flexibility; yet forming layers of one. Love today for it's sentiment; for family, for hope, for memories. Have the time of your life. |