A Wedding Toast
When the future arrived, there was dancing…
Our tears spill out we cannot speak.
verses and musings of j stoeckmann, all rights reserved.
When the future arrived, there was dancing…
Our tears spill out we cannot speak.
Today is forever
all the best in all things and especially your dreams
Love’s a labyrinth.
William Stafford, one of my heroes, on second sight captures perhaps the very essence of this gift; a gift we
it seems the sunrise stays all day
still singing the lights imagining new the nights joy above the heights Photo courtesy of Nick Kirschman
got the job, it comes with a new house amongst other things, lol
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A sip? Please a drop? That I might know once again. Your taste. In my tears.