Monday, 8 June 2009

A Dream


A dream,

Is an early morning tide

Softly gentle waves caress

the slopes of a slumbering mind

As rolling pebbles call

memories ashore.


I cannot think of a better way to launch this blog out onto cosmic space, than with this favourite poem written by a close friend of mine who wishes to remain anon.

1 comment:

  1. Well done opening. Beautiful picture.

    Friends, you know who I am!

    Dave McGunn
    The Son of the Gun


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