"Green, how much I want you green./Beneath the gypsy moon, all things look at her/but she cannot see them." -Federico Garcia Lorca
Monday, January 3, 2011
New Year
All the roads lead back to home. Here I am. Happy again to start over.
(Are you getting tired of bees and honey yet? I'm not. And they just keep popping up everywhere. I didn't even realize they were in this song until after I posted it.)
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