again
out walking today
rust red rose hips
sing to me
taking me back
to you...
over and over and
over and over
and...
over and over and
over and over
and...
over and over and
over and over
again...
- weaver © 09/04
note... while reading the above poem aloud slowly... it may remind you of soft, loving drumming over and over and over and over........ x (((o)))