July 29, 2008

A Black Rose

A black rose.   Heartfelt.   The final step on a long trip.

To quote someone dear:

Times like these I feel the mortality of life so much         more closely than I have before.   Friends die, parents die . . . that song from Seal that says,  'I may not know what you are going through, but time is the space between me and you.'

The end, or perhaps a new beginning.


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