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Breath of Love

A gentle caress,
whispers carried in the wind
with tender kisses

I have visions of you
when we are not together,
my thoughts adrift
to the love I feel

While I sleep
you are my last breath
and when I wake
you are my first breath

Q: Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.
Father McCreary: Tell me what you've done, son.
Q: Well, I've committed a horrible crime.
Father: Murder? Rape? Robbery?
Q: Oh, no, Father, nothing like that. It's a crime against art.
Father: Art who?
Q: No, Father. Art - painting, sculpture, literature, music, stuff like that.
Father: Oh, well that can't be so bad son. Have you a forged a famous painting?
Q: No. I've, well, I own, well, ...

You watched me take my first step
You watched me leave off to school
You watched me play my video games
You watched me kiss my first boyfriend
You watched me learn how to gamble
You watched me smoke my first bowl
You watched me get drunk with my family
You watched me consumate my marriage
You then watched ask for my divorce
You watched my babies from coception to birth

Oh butterscotch you watched my life to this point ...

I have several things to talk about but I wanted to start with Bailey’s birthday and how wonderful it is to be her mother. I’m so lucky to have her. She’s 14 today. How did that happen so quickly. In just four more years she will be an adult. I can’t tell you how it feels to be looking at having an adult child. For those of you who say I’ve still got four years- BAH! Four years in the life of a parent is equaling to a snap for the rest of the universe. Time flies! One moment you are rocking ...

I called this photo "Heaven For Dogs" because it is pretty much everything that a dog could want. It's a hydrant (you know the cartoons) on the edge of a forest (oh the rabbits and squirrels to be chased; not to mention all the good wiffs to be had there...).

Anyhooo, that photo was taken with my rinky-dink camera, that requires film taken in for processing. And ...