By greysky Date: 2001 Jun 08 Comment on this Work [[2001.06.08.23.15.9163]] |
waiting down the hill sits she of the distant eyes waiting for the one of her dreams, since small he has always been. but real all the same. Folks on the hill in back think well of her but they know, with a swirl of finger to side of head, her they describe to one who came a callin with secret dreams of his own of the one he has always known from his dreams |