Spindrift with its salty spray
coming in from the sea
to cool your lonely cheek

on a hot day
walking along the beach
until the day recedes

and rainy night falls

The streets are wet and shiny
reflecting gleams
reflecting green

Green lights blinking on -
Red gold and green
blinking off

Rain drops glisten on windshields
and those inside seeing
Gold rain ruby rain green rain

St. Patrick's day March 17

Many people really can't help the way they are,, constantly

being bombarded by so many unforeseen vexing circumstances

that they don''t even want to think. Somehow

they must learn that life is a very serious thing. We need

different kinds of heroes who know how terrible it is to bring

unwanted kids into the world.)

Life should not be just a game where only the strong


By assisi

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