struts and frets his hour upon the stage
I sink into the chair at my desk in the office, a long slow sigh escapes my lips… “What a day,” I murmur to myself. “What a week.” my beloved smilingly corrects me, and bathes me in her eyes of cruleus blue as she walks through the office and into the Living Room. Too true… … Continue reading struts and frets his hour upon the stage