4/14/08 Birds, Fishies, Sonnets, and Baby Alpacas

Johnny











When someone moves a chair across the floor and it sounds exactly like a Wookiee.








Psychic Parrots















"Double Love"
by Christina Moore

Now that we've spent thirty years of our life,
Lying together, side by side, in the night.
An imperfect couple, a husband and wife.
We laugh, we ignore, we rejoice, and we fight.

Our children have grown up, each taken a mate.
The school friends are gone, the dogs have all died.
We've had to get used to each other, of late.
Our imperfections can no longer hide.

But along with the warts, I also can find,
That wonderful boy I loved from the start.
His self-contained nature, his organized mind,
That kindred spirit, that generous heart.

Maybe our love has stayed out of trouble
Because of our mattress. It's only a double.
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Back scratchin.







Late April Hijinx