the setting sun bares a glare of unrequited comfort always alone and never turning rarely does he call in sick or complain about just anything observing his desire of eating out alone who can say no to one who shines everyday
LittleWing -- Loved the poem, but the words that really made me smile was the phrase "bares a glare". How totally cool == loved the way that that read!
thanks kizzo...have so enjoyed yr blog...nice to see u writin....
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