moments / Monuments.
Like blocks in ancient arches one day we will hold.
Smoothed,polished with years,
I will reflect, while you mark time.
How fortunate, that I fell into love
While foolishness and youth
Gave optimistic bloom to every dream. sue.20.04.2002.
I'm going back to writing the easy/difficult way with paper and pencil for awhile -it will probably end up in the bin like it used to. Things here are becoming to time consuming to figure, but thanks to everyone who has been nice to me. sue.