Comes The Dawn

After awhile you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul. And you learn that love doesn't mean security, And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts And presents aren't promises. And you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes open. With the grace of maturity, not the grief of a child. And you learn to build all your roads on Today because tommorow's ground is too uncertain for plans, And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight. After awhile you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much. So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure... That you really are strong And that you really do have worth. And you learn and learn and learn .... With every goodbye you learn. -Veronica A. Shoftstall

Beach and the Brothers

...and boundless skies and blue waters.

that's brian with the guitar. anthony's whistling. and i, sunburned i, singing in the usual off-key. they gave me almonds and dates in appreciation. though brian handed them to me with what sounded like "shut up."

it's beach bliss.

candid creative chums (and cycles and chairs)

bagsy, you're probably the most tastefully creative person i know. it's truly an honor to have known you.

maki, you're one of the most candid. it's a most definite joy to know you. and have i told you? i love your name.

:)