Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Puddle jumping blues.

As a child I used to watch the rain fall,
like a cat at a windowsill.
All night and day I would watch
as it came down and slid across the glass.
My window protected me from the outside world,
but I sat waiting,
waiting for my chance
to sing in the rain.

DAY 8

2 comments:

  1. You are very talented! Love your photography and your vision. Keep it up. (by the way, I am Addie Brassard's sister in case you were wondering)

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  2. oh, thank you!
    I'm very happy to hear that you do
    and it's nice to meet you (well, sorta haha)
    c:

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