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Friday, June 28, 2013


high tide . . .
I was
young once

Posted as a comment at Gillena's blog


Blogger Magyar said...

__Life, its ebb and flow; such
few and simple words can say so much. Nice, Bill! _m

7:58 PM  
Blogger John McDonald said...

great stuff here Bill

12:38 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

Thanks, Doug. "Once" gets further and further away.

Thanks, John.

10:53 AM  
Blogger Danièle Duteil said...

Very little words, a great effect.

3:28 AM  
Blogger Crafty Green Poet said...

very nice

4:31 AM  
Blogger Monika said...

Oui, Bill... comme on dit ici : Ça fait un bon moment déjà que notre avenir est derrière nous, hein ?

7:42 AM  
Blogger polona said...

neap tide
when did i stop
being young

1:05 PM  
Blogger Adelaide said...

It's getting harder to remember what it was really like.


4:11 PM  
Blogger Lorraine said...

The High tide I recall through music of my teens, this is beautiful it is shared by all of us

6:46 AM  
Blogger Lorraine said...

I miss the tide, not the youth, never that but I yearn for rivers, lakes, oceans

4:45 AM  

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