Most of the time, when I write, it's to keep track of where I am. Some things you wish you hadn't written. Some things surprise you with a clarity that was forgotten in a moment long past.
The lights of Sintra, Portugual are beautiful, jut like the Christmas season. Here is hoping that all of you are enjoying the Christmas cheer and time with loved ones. "And his name shall be called Wonderful Counselor, Prince of Peace,
Emmanuel"
posted by Bart @ 12/29/2004 06:06:00 PM
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Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. -William Butler Yeats
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