i miss my pen
i miss the art of the ten
i miss the strokes
the blues the greens the pinks
the links between
what does it mean to see things for what they are like solomon was the wisest man... no one was supposed to be wiser i am a woman am i wise do i feel like "that wise"well i see things and comprehend the means i mean after all it seems im learning things after all it isn't too late after all i have escapedthe plans to be raped for all that i give i am simply owning it working for me working for the inevitable family tree L*** it seems O***** i plead love all around me where is my love all the birds where is my dove lol shrug still lots of work on us to do still i have not catched the flu oh-Little Lee Brown