Tuesday, January 01, 2008



Like the smell of new sharpened pencils

Like the touch of fluffy wool scarf


Like the taste of fresh lemonade

Like the color of cars washed after the rain

Like the sound of a song admired


And the next year will show us what those pencils will write and draw… whom the scarf will be wrapped around… how many lemons will be enough… what else the rain will wash… and who will be singing our song…

Happy New Year...

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