september 17

The warmth on my leg and the crackling if the wood. The sky is littered with stars. So many, which do I look at. They are so permanent. Generations have looked at these very stars. Smelled these very smells. Stared at embers. How amazing to only be able to hear crickets and the voices of your loved ones and noticing the smoke coming from their voices in the night air. Thank you lord for your gifts.



~ by cashmerejm on September 18, 2007.

One Response to “september 17”

  1. Hmmm.

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