Bones of Light
I remember we sat in the swing on the front porch & as the dusk came on us like a song, dark throated & sweet, he told me about the beginning when we had bones of light & hair that burned like the sun & I asked what happened then? & I felt him floating there in the soft dark & finally he said we forgot & I said I never would, but sometimes I do & I understand now why he put his arm around me & said nothing more.
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These are my husband's shoes. I found it comical that he would take a picture of this. However, if you know him, it does not surprise you. I miss him very much but having instant messenger and vonage helps a lot.

I have not been updating because my first exam is Monday. It could go either way, good or bad. However, I am studying hard. If it is bad, you won't here from me for a while. Yet, if it is good the world will know..... Have a great and cold weekend. I will be hot for you.